C25 (1/2)

In the darkness, a soundless sob, I used the darkness to hide my vulnerability.

In this most vulnerable moment, I felt lonely, a deep loneliness, let my heart of killing slowly subside. They have families, parents, and friends. In the past, I was no different from them, but now, they are going to die in my hands! I can't bear it! They were only bewitched, they didn't deserve to die! They are about the same age as me. We should have been listening to teacher's lecture without worry, unlike now where we are holding blades and fighting with our lives.

My heart is in chaos … In the past, I was naive, innocent, and guilty of murder. I have always followed the teachings given to me by my father and mother. But now? Where did I leave them?

Perhaps the last bit of my conscience was fighting the evil in my heart, but I suddenly realized that the world had changed, that it was no longer the world I knew, that the innocence, the smiles, were no longer there.

The world had changed. It had become so dark, so dark.

Tears in my eyes, I step out, step by step, out of the darkness, to where there is only a little light.

”Zhang Fugui! That's Zhang Fugui! ”

Someone saw me, screamed, took out a weapon, and stared at me with fear and hatred.

They are sad because their hatred should not be mine. I was luckier than they were because I knew who I should hate.

With someone taking the lead, the remaining people instantly stood up and took precautions.

They saw me in the faint light of the mouth of the valley. I saw many of them suck in a cold breath, and some of the female disciples even vomited.

I stopped and looked at myself. Indeed, my white clothes had already been dyed dark red and stuck closely to my body. My hands were covered in blood and my nails had grown to just over half an inch in the past few days. His long hair was in disarray, his blood mixed with his hair, condensing into pieces. His entire body was reeking of blood and stench, as if he were a demon that had crawled out from hell.

I smiled bitterly.

”That's Zhang Fugui! He's the one who killed so many of our fellow disciples! ”

”You god of plague! If it weren't for you, how could we have ended up like this! ”

”You are a demon! Return my brother's life! ”

”Why aren't you dead yet! I curse you to die a horrible death! ”

Those words were heartbreaking, straightforward, and plain. They were all insults and curses to me.

They don't understand me, because it's the same, they also don't understand themselves, and this is the difference between them and me, but I hope that I would rather become them, because they, and their companions, and also trust me, I, will always be alone, fighting alone, bleeding alone, enduring the darkness of the world alone … ” ”I, want to go home …”

A hoarse voice rolled out of my throat, clear and distinct in this dead valley.

Someone was silent, looking at me, and the shaking in their hearts made them lower their weapons. Amongst them, there were still many whose eyes were red with tears flowing down their cheeks. Just because of a single sentence, they returned home … That was the warmest and most nostalgic place in everyone's heart. This soft holy land contained their hopes and memories.

”I also want to go home and return to the Eighth Peak, but you … you're not worthy!”

These three words echoed within the valley, suppressing all the sobbing sounds. It was extremely ear-piercing.

I raised my eyes to look at him. It was a young man, his white robes revealing his noble identity. His slender sword was as cold and full of killing intent as his eyes.

”How many people did you kill? How many of our fellow disciples were killed? They had a home, too, and they wanted to go home! But you, it's you who made it so they can never go home again! ”

The young man's roar gradually caused everyone's red eyes to turn even redder. However, what they revealed this time wasn't grief, but instead hatred, rage, and killing intent!

I shook my head. ”I don't want to kill anyone, this isn't my fault. It's Autumn Festival. He's the one who …”

”You don't want to kill people! But how much did you kill? Your life, is your life, their life, is not life! Is your life worth so many lives? ”Answer me!”