Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 323: How Many Things Live Inside His Heart?
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 245: Present
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1171- Three abilties
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 944: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (2)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1170- King pearls
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 16
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 32: The First Trade
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 619: Old Monk in the Monastery
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3827: Discarded
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 244: Fear
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 322: Five Seconds
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1169- See you downstairs
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 942: The Fate-Burning Candle
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 943: Resisting the Mandate of Heaven (1)
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1168- Level exceeding activation
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 15
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 618: Vajra's Angry Gaze
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3826: The Illusionary Ancestor’s Gift
“I’ve not told anyone about this secret before and it is the biggest mistake I’ve made in my life.” Meng Si unlocked the door and led Han Fei into it. The bedroom was small. There was a single bed and next to it was a giant freezer. A thick curtain of black cloth was draped over it. The light was dim. The curtain was nailed to the wall so one could not see into the room from outside.
“Remember the story I told you about the woman and her adopted three kids? Well, that woman was me.” Guilt and conscience had been tormenting the old lady. It was not until she survived a brush with death that she decided to tell the truth. “That day, I followed the truck’s trail to the city outskirts and saw them fighting next to a dead body. Listening to their insults and words, I only then realized the peace that they shared was merely a show staged for my sake.” The old lady’s twig-like hand gripped the black cloth. “Something was not right with my youngest son even when he was young. From burning ants, he slowly escalated to torturing stray cats and dogs. It was like he was unable to vent his frustrations like a normal person and he could only release the pent-up tension through these demented actions.
“Both my eldest and middle son knew about his abnormal personality. They had privately chatted with him many times. They hid this from me so that I would not worry about it. My eldest helped my youngest sign up for psychiatry counselling when he was still in university and my middle child helped clean up the dead animal bodies. His older brothers had been covering his tracks but kindness and patience were not going to change him.
“Tragedy eventually struck. That day my youngest killed a drifter squatting at that abandoned bungalow. The first to notice the problem was my middle child. He was used to burying the dead animals on his younger brother’s behalf but when he realized this time it was a dead human, he was stunned. In the heat of the moment, he declared his youngest brother the spawn of the devil and someone like him should no
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