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!
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
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
A black window was painted on the red wall. Blood slid down the window frame. The child in the patient’s outfit stood outside the window with his hand placed on the glass. Han Fei stood inside the window. He looked at the boy outside. He didn’t expect he could use this method to see the dead child.
“Is it his soul inside the window or part of his consciousness?” Han Fei slowly approached. For some reason, he felt like he had seen No. 4 before. His hand raised, and he placed his hand on the window. Through the painted window, Han Fei and No. 4 stood opposite each other. Their palms overlapped. The boy looked up like he was comparing Han Fei with someone in his memory. As the memory and reality overlapped, No. 4 shook his head. “Even the healing persona can’t heal that monster. My biggest drawback is to harbor impossible hope. Monsters will always be monsters. Even with human skin, they are still monsters.” The boy looked at the window. It was unclear whether he was looking at Han Fei or the world inside the window.
“You might not believe me, but I have to tell you that I’m the only survivor of the bloody night. I can’t remember anything after that. Can you help me?”
When Han Fei brought up the bloody night, the boy’s body surfaced with cracks. He whipped his head back to look at Han Fei again. “You’re really him? How can you return to normal after that maddening stimulation? Is the healing persona really the perfect persona? Impossible! There is no perfect persona in this world!” No. 4 grew older. He seemed to age in an instant. His condition also worsened. The wounds joined together. He seemed to be wearing clothes made from red threads.
“Tell me everything you know! About the plastic surgery hospital, the numbered children, and the siblings, Fu Tian and Fu Sheng!” The siren called. Han Fei pressed against the window. He wanted to know the truth desperately.
“Fu Tian, Fu Sheng…” No. 4, whose body was rapidly changing, opened his eyes. His eyes were bloodshot, and his expression was in pain. “He made me into this!”
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