Personality V: I will save everything

“Ahhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!” The sharp, piercing, deafening cry was like a thunder that split the sky, echoing in every corner of the manor.

"Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!" another child's cry rang out immediately, and the two cries intertwined to form a terrifying symphony.

The busy people stopped what they were doing and looked at each other with expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.

"Fuck! What happened?!" Some people couldn't help but swear, secretly wondering what could have happened that made the children cry in such terror.

At this moment, when Jake heard the crying, his heart suddenly tightened. Apart from anything else, he was very familiar with one of the cries. Since the child was a child, Jake had heard such heart-wrenching cries no less than a thousand times.

"Carl?!" While calling the child's name, Jake ran quickly in the direction where the crying sound came from.

When he finally found the source, he saw the two little guys, Carl and Matthias, standing there blankly, trembling, their faces pale, tears pouring out like a flood, their mouths wide open, crying loudly as if they had seen the most terrifying thing in the world.

"What's wrong?" Natasha followed closely, after all, she and Jack had always been together.

"What happened?" Mike and Muro also rushed over. What on earth could have caused this sudden crying?

"what happened?!"

"what happens?"

Soon after, other people also came over. What on earth happened here? !

Joke, who ran over first, didn't know what happened, but he was sure that besides Karl and Mathias, there was a third person here...

"Eli, what's wrong with you?"

Everyone was surprised to see Eli standing in the corner abnormally.

At this moment, Eli stood quietly in the shadow of the corner like a sculpture, with his back to everyone and facing the cold wall.

He raised his hands high in front of his chest, with his palms facing up. This strange movement did not look like praying, but was also very different from the usual posture.

And just now, Matthias and Carl were crying their hearts out, but Eli turned a deaf ear to them and didn't even turn his head back, as if the whole world only consisted of him and that wall.

"Eli........." Jake couldn't help but call out Eli's name, but the other party still didn't respond. In desperation, Jake had to reach out and gently pat Eli's shoulder.

“Pah….”

Suddenly there was a slight noise, as if something fell into Eli's palm.

When Qiu Ke took a closer look, he was instantly frightened by the scene in front of him - it turned out that what fell down was Eli's eyeball!

The eyeball lay alone in Eli's palm, stained with blood, looking particularly terrifying and hideous.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Jake could no longer suppress the fear in his heart and let out a shrill scream. This sudden horror scene made his hair stand on end.

At the same time, Carl and Matthias, who had stopped crying, turned their heads after hearing Joke's scream.

When they saw clearly what was in Eli's hand, they all screamed at the same time. For a moment, the whole space was filled with terrifying screams that echoed endlessly.

Jake covered his mouth tightly to stop himself from screaming and to prevent himself from vomiting.

At this moment, time seemed to freeze, and Eli seemed to be in an isolated space, unaware of anything in the outside world.

However, as the atmosphere around him gradually became solemn, his originally stiff body seemed to react slightly, as if waking up from a long nightmare.

Finally, Eli seemed to realize something and began to slowly turn his head to look at Jake standing next to him. The movement of turning his head was so slow that it was heartbreaking, as if every inch of movement required a huge effort.

However, when Eli actually turned his head, Jake wished he hadn't done it, because as Eli's head turned, Jake saw with horror that Eli's already frightening face was even more horrible.

The burns on Eli's face were far more serious than he had imagined. His skin was a horrible burnt black, and some parts had even fallen off, revealing the bright red muscle tissue inside. That look was even more terrifying than if his eyeballs had fallen out.

Not only that, when Eli turned his head completely towards Joke, Joke noticed another horrifying detail - the nails of Eli's hands raised in front of his chest were covered with blood!

Looking more closely, it is clear that the bloodstains did not come from others, but from Eli himself.

Apparently, during that time, Eli had been frantically scratching his face with his nails, completely ignoring the pain and injury.

What was even more disgusting was that one of the fallen eyeballs was now hanging on Eli's cheek by the nerves connected to the eyeball. It was dangling and half-fallen off, which was extremely horrifying, as if it was possessed by a demon.

The eyeball had lost its vitality and turned dull, but it was still connected to Eli's face through a thin nerve, as if telling the cruelty and bloodiness of this nightmare.

At that moment, Eli slowly turned his body, and every subtle movement touched the hearts of everyone present. Finally, when he turned completely around and faced everyone, time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Everyone's eyes widened, with expressions of horror on their faces.

Some people seemed to be extremely frightened and let out piercing screams, the sound was like the cry of a night owl, cutting through the originally quiet air;

Some people covered their mouths tightly with their hands, fearing that they would vomit accidentally;

Some people's legs became weak and they were unable to support the weight of their bodies. With a plop, they sat down heavily on the ground.

At this moment, Eli was covered in blood and his clothes were tattered, as if he had just experienced an extremely brutal battle.

His face was covered with hideous wounds, and blood was constantly gushing out from these wounds, flowing down his cheeks and dripping onto the ground, forming a shocking pool of blood.

However, what was unexpected was that Eli's eyes were unusually calm, as if he had already become indifferent to life and death. He just looked at everyone quietly, as if he had completed an important mission.

Then, just after he showed everyone his current horrible appearance, his eyes suddenly closed and he leaned back straight.

In a flash, Jake, who had been standing next to Eli, was quick to stretch out his hands and support Eli who was about to fall to the ground.

Thanks to Joke's timely help, Eli was prevented from falling directly onto the icy floor.

At this moment, there was a little commotion in the crowd because someone was slowly walking forward from the back.

"Mrs. Beth...?"

The survivors and supervisors of this world only know that she is Mrs. Bess, who comes from another world and whom they have never seen.

But everyone in the original world knew that this was their manor owner, their god, their God. At this moment, the manor owner stared at Eli with an expressionless face and walked slowly forward.

Everyone made way for him, because they all knew that only the owner of the manor with this expression was truly angry.

But the strange thing was that their manor owner did nothing. He just walked forward slowly, took Eli from Jack's hands, and held him tightly in his arms.

However, the calmer it appears on the surface, the more thrilling and horrific the upcoming explosion will be. Even the Dream Witch, who has always been known for staying out of trouble and watching from the sidelines, no longer dares to stand by and watch leisurely.

"I advise you all to flee from here as soon as possible!" As this warning sounded, a mysterious man dressed in black and purple clothes, with long hair and a wide-brimmed hat suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

The appearance of this man caused all the survivors and supervisors present to cast curious glances at him involuntarily, wondering in their hearts: Who is this mysterious figure?

However, for Carl and others, they were very familiar with this person.

Carl anxiously reached out and grabbed the arm of the Dream Witch who had transformed into a human form, eager to ask her what had happened to his mother.

But at this moment, the Dream Witch had no time to care about these things, as all her attention was focused on the impending crisis.

In a flash, the Dream Witch stretched out her hands without hesitation, and grabbed the back of Carl and Andrew's necks with one hand each, as if she was holding a chicken. Then she suddenly pulled them away from the manor owner and dragged them to a certain distance away from the manor owner.

After doing all this, the Dream Witch shouted to her best friend: "My dear, I know that you are not comfortable with the children here, but now I have taken them to a safe place, so you don't have to worry about anything, just release your anger!" Her words revealed an excitement that was eager to try. (??????)??

What the hell?

The survivors and supervisors of this world haven't figured it out yet, but... everyone in the original world knows it all too well.

"Run!!!!"

God knows what God looks like when he is angry. Even the Dream Witch doesn't dare to get close to the owner of the manor. Are they not running away, waiting to report to Carl? !

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Since I traveled through time, I have almost never been angry......

Before I traveled through time, the word "angry" seemed far away from me, because I knew clearly that even if I was angry, nothing would change...

I'm surrounded by idiots...

I lived in the world before I traveled through time for more than 20 years, and this is the only conclusion I have come to.

There is no need to be angry with idiots. Idiots don't even know that you are angry. They will just think everything is very funny, and you will only get angrier and angrier, and even hurt yourself. It's not worth it.

Although a psychologist told me that this is actually a psychological problem, I think it's good that I have such a psychological problem.

It's really good, isn't it? My first half of life was smooth sailing because of this psychological problem.

I am an orphan, not without father and mother, I do have them, but they abandoned me.

I don't care.

I waited obediently on the bench at the bus stop until night, and then went to the police station myself to tell them that I was abandoned by my parents.

The police immediately checked the surveillance and the people around me, but my parents took a train and abandoned me in another place, and surveillance was not very popular in that era, so it was basically impossible to find me.

They asked me if I remembered where my home was. I answered that I didn't know, but I could actually tell you exactly where it was, even which street it was on and which house it was.

But, is it necessary for me to say it?

no need,

I was abandoned.

As a matter of course, I was sent to the local welfare home. I felt that it was no different from my original so-called home, the only difference was that it was noisier.

I don’t like those so-called peers, nor do I want to make friends with them. I just think they are noisy, clamoring for this and that every day, and quarreling over trivial matters just to attract the attention of the teachers in the welfare home so that I can get more care and love.

Children like me, who don't make any noise, just sit aside and don't need to worry about anything as long as they are given food, are the most likely to be ignored.

It doesn't matter

My sense of existence was so low that it was only when I turned 18 and received the city's top scholar award that my teachers remembered that I existed.

It was then that everyone seemed to remember that there was such a person as me and that I was so outstanding.

Countless compliments were heard around me, all of which were aimed at using this title to gain more sponsorship for the welfare home.

It doesn’t matter, love is what it is.

I just want some quiet time.

This is also the reason why I became a stay-at-home mom after graduating from a prestigious university. I just want some quiet time.

I found a job writing code for others. When there was a need for me to write code, I would write code to make money. When there was no need, I would just lie at home. Anyway, I would not leave the house no matter what.

Although it’s not that no one has told me that I’m almost useless, but so what? As long as I’m happy, I can just find a place to jump off a building when I’m old.

I just make myself comfortable in an unsocial way. I hate interacting with other people. I think they are noisy, stupid, and they only interact with me for profit.

But I never felt that my evaluation was wrong.

Even including the sentence I said when I traveled through time...I don’t know how to say it, I’m not sure if it was said by “me”.

I can feel that the skin covering my soul is becoming more and more complete. It can make any expression and express any emotion I want according to my thoughts, but the soul wrapped under the skin is always like a stagnant pool of water, with no reaction at all.

Even after the time travel, every feeling and every action I made seemed to be made by my skin. Did my soul really want to do this? I don't know, and I have long since given up on it.

I reached out and looked again, and my hands were stained with Eli's blood.

This was truly the first time that my soul and my body reacted at the same time.

"HA—STA—TA!!!!!!"