The night the evil spirit fully awakened, a blood moon hung in the sky and all life withered.
Xie Ci stood amid a sea of crimson, lifting my chin with the tip of his knife. His smile was deranged and cruel.
He pointed to the original heroine trembling behind him and asked lightly, “Sis, only one of you can live today. Who do you think I’ll choose?”
The white-bearded old man in my mind screamed frantically: 【September! He hates you for tormenting him for thirteen years. He’ll definitely choose Su Xinrui! Run!】
Xie Ci really did plan to choose her. He wanted to see me weep, to watch me fall into the mire.
But the next second, I smiled brightly at him.
As his gaze shattered, I took his hand and drove the knife, stained with the evil spirit’s blood, straight into my own heart.
“Xie Ci, I don’t owe you anything anymore.”
I didn’t leave him even a single drop of pure blood.
As the author, this was the final seal I chose for the world-ending evil spirit.
Later, blood rained over Lincheng for an entire month. The monster born cold-blooded and incapable of pain held a frozen corpse, went white-haired overnight, slaughtered the city in his madness, and personally flayed Su Xinrui alive.
But I had seen through the senseless entanglement of these paper people, left their world, and prepared to return to reality to finish my manuscript.
#They say that many years later, I became the unattainable White Moonlight who made every creature in the Abyss tremble, the one that mad-dog evil spirit could never have#
