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
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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