Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Reincarnation of the Strongest Sword God - Side Stories
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
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!
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
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 243: Found!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 321: Gaze
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1167- Kill the kill-stealer
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 941: Fortune
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1166- Terrifying Sprites
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 14
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 31: Weaving Shadow Nest! Crypt Lord!
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 617: Bodhisattva Lowers Its Gaze
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 320: Fate is a Cycle
The boy had returned to normal. He held the ‘dismembered’ puppet and sat on the cold floor. Han Fei didn’t dare to approach the boy recklessly. The boy looked normal on the surface but an extremely scary monster lived inside his heart. After experiencing so many things, Han Fei finally understood what mutation meant. Instead of calling it mutation, it was more like the monsters had shed their disguise to become what the altar owner remembered them to be.
The sun showered into the room. The boy lifted his head in confusion. His young face was filled with tears. Then he crawled over to his mother’s side and started to cry.
‘For now, the mutation will only occur in the dark and sunlight can return them to normal.’ Han Fei frowned. He remembered the diary that the altar owner had left behind. ‘The date I entered the memory world is 1st December. As the month progresses, the weather will get colder and the day shorter.’
Han Fei had no idea what kind of danger he would face. However, to have the world around him slowly collapse, that was not a good feeling.
“Please don’t cry, your mother will be fine.” After consoling the boy, Han Fei planned to visit the landlady, hoping that she and her husband could help look after the boy. Han Fei carried the rucksack to the stairs. As he was about to walk downwards, he felt a chill from his finger. The landlord’s ring gave him a warning. ‘Upstairs?’
Han Fei turned around to look and happened to see a woman in white walking up the stairs. ‘Isn’t that the tenant from the 3rd floor?’ Han Fei gave chase immediately. He saw the woman open one of the doors and entered it. ‘Wait, that room is…’ Han Fei stopped at the 3rd floor corridor. The woman had entered room 13, the room where someone had committed suicide.
‘The sun is already up, why is this corridor still so gloomy?’ Han Fei slowly nudged his way to Room 13. He realized with a shock that the room door was left half open as if welcoming him. With a shiver, Han Fei slowly pulled the door open. This was the second time Han Fei entered
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