“I didn’t expect today to be your wedding,” He glanced at the outfit worn by Shi Yuebai, which was torn apart by sudden beastly transformation, and sincerely apologized to Xu Yintang — he suggested that his child could become Shi Yuebai’s new clothes as compensation, but Xu Yintang smiled and firmly rejected his proposal.
He blinked, his face blurred into a momentary distortion like swirling smoke, as if unable to successfully mimic Xu Yintang’s current emotions. His face showed a stiff, artificial expression like that of a mannequin.
Shi Yuebai had relaxed slightly under Xu Yintang’s teasing, but seeing him like this made him frown once again, his facial features resembling those of a beast, revealing a ferocious and cruel wildness. In those golden eyes of his, he glimpsed the dying fragments of some old friends.
Being bitten by irrational beasts, swallowed by hungry monsters — if the person before him truly abandoned human nature and rationality, even he would feel a moment of horror.
Xu Yintang grabbed Shi Yuebai’s hair and pressed down his head, which was fiercely aiming at the target. The curve of his lips carried a subtle malice. “There’s a book in the library. I don’t know if you’ve read it.”
His enlightenment came from his mother’s rare moments of mental stability and more self-study in the hospital library. The hospital’s library was like the shelves in those restaurants that claimed to be cultural, mostly for show. It contained all sorts of books in disorder, and during his deprived childhood, Xu Yintang had indeed read whatever books were available.
There is a so-called criminal psychology book that is more gimmicky than scientific, and it talks about some of the most notorious murderers in history.
They are driven to kill by their own twisted desires. Regardless of whether they feel pain and repentance for their cruel behavior that violates the norms of mass society, they are invariably addicted to the pleasure brought by killing.
Judging from this definition, He can definitely be classified as such.
And seeing that He paused for a few seconds before nodding and saying that he had read it, it is obvious that He had not read it when little. When Xu Yintang mentioned it, His consciousness drifted back to his own world line and he found the book and flipped through it
Xu Yintang didn’t expose him, just continued, “So you should know there’s a description in there, I can’t recall the specifics, but the gist is, for such people, the first time is always the most special.”
Perhaps clumsily executed and resulting in a chaotic scene, the huge disparity between reality and fantasy felt like a painful slap in the face, but the most instinctual desires, the purest madness that dominated death, created a soul-devouring, addictive ecstasy — only once, never to be replicated.
It could even be said that all subsequent killings, all chosen methods, and desired prey types were imitations and refinements of the first time, an endless pursuit of that ecstatic thrill.
Xu Yintang doesn’t remember which of the children he threw out of the hospital, and whether it was one thousand or eight hundred. Even if Shi Yuebai was the first one he threw out, it wouldn’t be more special.
But for Him, His Shi Yuebai, as the first lost lamb He personally ‘redeemed,’ His first act of killing and relief, is definitely unforgettable and extraordinary. If placed within the framework of social rules and religion, Shi Yuebai might have been sanctified as the first martyr.
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“Are you… vying for favor?” The term ‘vying for favor’ was suggested by his loyal child Knife, usually used to describe the insignificant disputes among the children in the nest.
Why did Fork and Spoon bite each other’s tails because one spoke to him first, and why did Plate eat the unqualified children?
— A compassionate and loving mother would inevitably grant relief to those weak and unfortunate lives.
Plate only imagined the possibility and would scratch its fur out of jealousy.
Xu Yintang felt that from this phrase alone, he had already seen an extremely exciting drama of nest fighting. However, thinking of his other self, he had no interest in enjoying the melon, he replied, “No, I’m just jealous,” while subtly looking at Knife, who was quietly acting as a piece of clothing.
In terms of hierarchy and family status, Knife should be analogous to their family’s Little Darling, the older brother who couldn’t be bypassed, who surely harbored many juicy gossips.
Knife: …
It indeed knew.
But why did it have to speak to Xu Yintang?
Merely being touched by the same counterpart in front of their mother, Knife felt a strong sense of guilt.
And the arrogant and self-righteous counterpart of their mother(Xu Yintang) seemed to notice but pretended not to, selfishly using the powers inherited from their mother to coerce it, deriving pleasure from its struggle and pain like an interrogation, while those spoiled cubs(Xu Yintang’s cubs) didn’t understand any rules, arrogantly shouting from behind, urging it to confess and tell stories that would please their mother, utterly ignorant.
His own mother never acted this way.
It couldn’t help but admire his own mother’s flawless justice and love, grateful to be mother’s child.
If it were to fall into the hands of this other mother and become like those noisy spoiled cubs, it would rather be devoured by those lower children.
Those cubs were already so twisted from the roots that it was impossible to straighten them out. Knife harbored a feeling of compassion for its brother counterpart and approached Fourth Joy, who was absorbing nutrients with all its might — the admiration this cub emanated towards “mother” fit the standard of a “good child,” deeply hidden within was a potential for ferocity and madness, with hope for redemption.
Knife extended a tendril, entwining Fourth Joy and injecting some essence from the depths of the void, the source of the radiant glory of the Crimson Moon Nest — their great and noble mother.
Of course, Knife carefully controlled the level of energy, only enough to allow the cub to root itself into the essence of the soul without disrupting its cognition, so that it could grow into a sensible and obedient child according to the original arrangement.
After all, Knife didn’t want to commit the sin of making the cub mistake its mother just because of his good intentions.
He silently approved of Knife’s actions, praising, “Knife never makes mistakes.”
Like a precise and sharp knife, executing all commands perfectly.
Xu Yintang plucked Little Darling from his own body, not quite convinced, “Our Little Darling is also very well-behaved and handsome.”
These bright red tentacles, these bright blue patterns, were much better than the incomprehensible blackness across from them.
Although Little Darling was still a little apprehensive of Knife, it cooperated with their mother’s praise, lifting its tentacles and swaying them gently on its heart-like core, as if obediently performing for the guests.
“And our Second Treasure is also lively and cute!” Second Treasure didn’t need Xu Yintang to pluck it up; it naturally wagged its tail and yelped, tactfully greeting the other mother with a touch.
Being pasted up by Him wasn’t warm at all; even the humanoid form He transformed into lacked any warmth in the chest. Second Treasure found it hard to be happy, its little face wrinkled, trying to coax Third Flora into sharing the hardship.
Third Flora, feeling resigned, sacrificed two butterflies weakly, leaning against Xu Yintang’s shadow, whimpering softly.
He had never been this close to his own children before, so he playfully toyed with the two butterflies, sincerely praising their beauty and adding, “When you arrive at the Void Sea, I’ll introduce my children to you.”
But not now; the fragile world couldn’t accommodate Him and Knife’s projections without reaching its limit. Even the presence of His children, if only as shadows, would disrupt this world.
The monstrous and grotesque moon, appearing in this world, was just a glimpse from the end of destiny.
Just like when you look up at the stars in the sky, no matter how hard you try, you can only see a dim light dot due to the distance, while in reality, the size of those stars might be many times larger than the Earth.
Xu Yintang nodded understandingly, expressing anticipation politely.
Except for Shi Yuebai (including Casey Cat), no one else paid attention to Xu Yintang’s remark “I’m feeling jealous.”
Then He simply complied with the intentions of his other self, no longer probing into sacrifices that didn’t belong to him.
Moreover, it was indeed different.
He had known since he killed that child that he could never again attain that supreme pleasure.
This was the punishment inherent in his existence.
Author’s Note –
Although Shi Yuebai of the IF line is dead, it is the first special existence in Mother Xu Yingtang’s heart.
The prototype and initial implementation of the chaos of killing and relief.
Shi Yuebai: Not envious, I’m not envious at all [Indifferent]
Our Yuebai, despite his name, seems to prefer chasing his white moonlight to being the white moonlight itself. I can definitely understand his point of view in this case, tho. You can’t eat your beloved Dark God’s tofu if you’re dead~ (before puberty, even!)
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Thank you for the chapter!! 🩷🩷
My biggest argument with the chapter is that all stars that emit light are DEFINITELY larger than the Earth.
The rest of the chapter is fine. This is fine. sips coffee at the table while admiring flames
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