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
I, The Dragon Overlord
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 303: Choice
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 225: Goodbye
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1135- Ice Bug
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 928: The Power of a True Immortal
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1134- Familiar face
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
The cackle emerged in Han Fei’s memory. The boy holding the knife was covered in blood. He turned around with a smile on his face. There was no dead body in the memory but as the boy turned around, everything was dyed red. The blood-red canteen was a direct contrast to the boy’s sunny smile. The memory fragment didn’t provide enough clues as to why the boy was smiling. He seemed to have lost all human emotions and would only show that warm, healing smile.
The nightlight in the canteen came back on, the light dispersed the darkness. The wolf and the two pools of blood disappeared, it was like the thin boy and fatty had never been there. Everything was returning to normal. Only Han Fei clutched his head and knelt on the ground. He pressed his hands on the side of his head like his head would split into two if he didn’t do that. Pain pulled at his every nerve. The blood from the blood-red orphanage dyed many of Han Fei’s memories red.
‘The fear of all the children at the white orphanage morphs into Mr. Wolf and at the blood-red orphanage, I am Mr. Wolf. One has consumed endless children, the other has consumed every emotion and personality?’ The young boy stood alone at one end of the canteen. He held the sharp knife and turned around. Han Fei was surprised that he had gone through something like that before. ‘I’ve seemed to have played every game at this orphanage before. Replaying them might help me remember more things.’
Rationality was fighting the mad laughter. Han Fei tried his best to suppress the self inside the blood-red orphanage. Just as the mind was about to turn red, chains of memory appeared around the orphanage. The child that represented Han Fei’s childhood, both his evil and kind souls appeared. They held a chain each and stopped the orphanage from ‘surfacing’.
‘My memories from childhood, the Kind Soul, the Evil Soul, everything is stopping the blood-red orphanage. What does the laughter inside the blood-red orphanage represent?’ In the conventional story, the kind and evil souls were like angels and
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