Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
Loser System and Berserker Me
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
I, The Dragon Overlord
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 598: Since You Have to Choose Someone, Choosing Me Works Fine Too
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3818: Mystifying Kindness
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 302: Gaze
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 224: Arrogance
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1133- Job Clash
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 927: Instant Kill
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1132- Slave race
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 25: The Demonoids Living in the Human World
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 597: Your Majesty, Please Abdicate
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3817: The Illusionary Ancestor
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 301: What is in His Body
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 223: Lose to Me
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1131- Changing order
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 926: Jadefication
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 925: Pill Master
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1130.5- Cloud Peak delicacies (2)
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 596: Uncle and Nephew (8)
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3816: The Master of Profound Secrets
“The glare of the dead will never disappear. My friend became a corpse, but she still remembered me because she kept staring at me. My parents would move around the bedroom at night. Sometimes, they would both stand beside my bed. Their expressions made me think that they were strangers. They seemed to have my dead friend’s face.” The man hugged his head. He didn’t dare to sleep. Once he closed his eyes, he would see those ghosts. “I tried to save myself. I went to my friend’s home and entered her bedroom. It was then that I realised she had been loving me for a long time. She even had my childhood photos. Her room was covered in my pictures in different poses. I took her as my best friend, but I was only her toy. On her computer, I saw the videos she took. She had been tailing me before I even knew her. The paparazzi idea was merely her way to satisfy her perversion.” The bloodshot eyes filled with pain and guilt.
“Your friend liked to stalk, and you liked to be stalked. You two are perfect for each other.” Xuan Wen didn’t show pity for the man.
“I only treated her as a friend.”
“You should have more than one such friend, right?” Xuan Wen saw through the man’s heart. “Can you tell me how your friend died?”
Sitting on the bed, the man’s expression became more painful. He shook his head, refusing to think about this further.
“You won’t tell us. Is it because you are related to her death? Did you kill her? Was she your first kill?” Xuan Wen picked up the handcuffs at the corner of the ward. “Just how many people you’ve killed to be detained when you’re in ICU?”
Everyone related to this man appeared to have died, but he was still alive. That was very suspicious.
“I can’t remember! That’s all! Certain things happened in the nightmare. They had nothing to do with real life!” The man became agitated. “I’ve never killed in the real world. I haven’t done anything over the line. I am the victim! They are the ghosts!”
“Calm down. Then, tell me. What have you done in the nightmare?” Xuan Wen didn’t come to any conclus
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