Monster on the Tip of the Tongue

[Third person in the text] "The monster took my body." "Every night, I would lose consciousness." "The refrigerator at home was filled with strange things and there were stains on the floor that were difficult to clean." "Looking at the more frequent cases in the news, I can't help but be afraid." "——Who are you?" I wrote on the paper. Realizing that my body was occupied by a monster, I tried every means possible to force the monster out. But no matter what I try, when I wake up again, the scars on my body are gone and the feeling of fullness is hard to ignore. "I hate you." I said coldly. That night, I received a note from Him for the first time. The writing was crooked, but the sharpness of my writing could be seen. "I love you." Oh, and the monster is still illiterate. Until one day, I woke up at night with excessive blood loss. The familiar room, the blood-red candles everywhere, everything in the past seemed to appear frightening and strange in this strange red light. In the vaguely ominous red light, my hand was raising involuntarily. The knife and fork were sharp, and on the cold light, I didn't know what kind of sticky fish egg-shaped food was gradually approaching my face. The abundant juice exploded in his mouth, the injuries on his body disappeared little by little, and his strength even increased. Very tasty. It dawned on me that the monster was just trying to feed me. … The question is, what is my food made of? ! ******* There is a kind of monster hidden among the people in the world of D620. They are cunning, cunning, and feed on human souls. Human beings have come up with many methods, but they still cannot effectively contain it. But from a certain day, the monsters disappeared rapidly. Some people say this is a victory for mankind, while others suspect it is a more terrifying conspiracy. Everyone is looking for the king who will make the monsters surrender. This is a world where light and darkness are chaotic and difficult to distinguish. Some people kneel down to pray, some burn themselves with fire, and some die with blades... Song Linchuan stood among the crowd, looking at the dark shadow facing him in the mirror, thinking about a more realistic question: What should I eat tonight? … Obsessed with feeding Shou, black mud crazy man Gong 1. Inhuman love, fake narcissus 3. As the protagonist becomes stronger, he will become the strongest. Intention: to walk in the forefront of the times and not succumb to destiny.