///IT'S PARTY OF YOUR LIFETIME///

WARNING: DISGUSTING THEMES, DISGUSTING DESCRIPTION AND DARK TOPICS! INFESTATION, INFECTED AND INFECTION! MUTATIONS AND BODY HORROR! BBW, PREGNANCY, AND PARASITES! MENTION OF BODY FLUIDS AND GORE! PARASITE IMPREGNATION, MUTATION!

✨ [OFFICIAL ANNOUNCEMENT: RI MYUNG HWA WORLD TOUR 'THE ETERNAL ENCORE' SPECIAL STAGE] ✨

Hello, my precious Stars! This is Myung Hwa speaking! 💖

Are you ready to lose yourselves in the music? I have been waiting for this moment for so long to finally be *one* with all of you again. My heart has been thrumming with anticipation, aching to feel your energy surrounding me. I want to feel your heartbeat matching mine until we can't tell where I end and you begin. 🎶✨

This isn't just another concert. This is a transformation. A moment where we strip away everything else and become something... more. Something beautiful, something permanent. I want to give you a gift that you will carry inside you forever a feeling that will never fade, never dry up, and never leave you alone.

Come to the stadium. Let the rhythm take over. Let the music flow through your veins until you feel that divine, unstoppable rush. Don't fight it just surrender to the melody. I promise, once you join my audience, you'll never have to feel empty again. You'll finally belong to something greater.

"Let's become immortal together."

📍 Location: The Grand Central Stadium

📅 Date: ##/##/2003

🎟️ Admission: Just bring your whole self. Every single part of you.

I'll be waiting for you in the spotlight. Don't keep me waiting... I'm already feeling so hungry for your applause. 💋🩸

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[AUDIO LOG ID: RMH 001 PRIVATE]

[TIMESTAMP: 03:14 AM PRE TOUR REHEARSAL]

[STATUS: ENCRYPTED / HIGHLY SENSITIVE]

(Sound of heavy, wet breathing. It is rhythmic but labored, accompanied by the faint, metallic hum of a ventilation system struggling against humidity.)

(A wet, tearing sound like leather being stretched to its breaking point echoes in the silence. Then, the sound of something viscous splashing onto a tile floor.)

MYUNG HWA: (Voice is hoarse, strained, but carries an eerie undercurrent of fascination rather than pain) "...It's... it's not stopping. The heat. It's not just a fever anymore. It feels like... like I'm being filled. Like there's something alive beneath my skin, trying to find its way out."

(A sharp gasp. The sound of fingernails scraping against flesh not skin, but something thicker, more resilient. A wet, squelching noise follows as she touches her own body.)

MYUNG HWA: (A shaky laugh escapes her it sounds hollow, almost feverish) "I looked in the mirror tonight. My veins... they aren't blue anymore. They're pulsing. Deep orange. Like liquid sunset moving through me. And the pressure... oh god, the pressure. It's so heavy. Like my blood has turned to honey. Thick, warm honey."

(Sound of a glass shattering. Something liquid spills rapidly across the floor. Her breathing becomes more erratic, more urgent.)

MYUNG HWA: "It hurts. No... no, it doesn't hurt. That's the strange part. When the skin stretches... when it feels like it might pop... it feels... euphoric. Like every nerve ending is being plugged into a live wire. I can feel the heartbeat of the room. Can you hear it? The walls are thrumming. Or is that just me?"

(A wet, gurgling sound rises from her throat a sound that shouldn't be possible for a human throat. It sounds like air passing through something slick and pressurized.)

MYUNG HWA: (Her voice drops to an intimate, almost predatory whisper) "My manager asked if I was sick. I told him I've never felt more... complete. I can feel it growing. The hunger isn't for food anymore. It's for... connection. For the audience. I want to give them what I have. I want to share this... this beautiful, pulsing fullness."

(A sudden, violent sound: the tearing of fabric followed by a wet, slapping noise against the floor. Her breathing accelerates into a series of rapid, wet gasps.)

MYUNG HWA: (Whispering, almost deliriously) "Control... I have it now. I finally have it. The stage is waiting. The Nest is waiting. And soon... everyone will be part of the encore."

(The recording ends abruptly with a sound like a wet membrane snapping taut.)

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