Chapter 63: Whisper of the God of Love (Part Three)
“This is Master’s love, isn’t it?”
Eluka’s head was immersed in a pool of blood, as if she had grasped some truth, her brows and eyes relaxed, showing such joy.
“It truly is Master. Even though I’ve been trying my best, Master always surpasses me in understanding love.”
“What…?”
An retreated to the corner, unable to conceal the fear in his heart at this moment.
In this world, could there really be someone left with only a head, yet still alive?
“Ah, this thing.”
Seeing the shock and doubt in An’s eyes, Eluka’s head rolled, rolling and rolling, until it reached An’s feet.
Then, squinting her eyes, she stared at An and chuckled softly, “Master, there’s no need to be afraid. This is the power of love. With love, anything is possible!”
“Anything is possible… it’s just the power of the evil god, isn’t it?”
An forced himself to stay calm, gritting his teeth. “Are you really willing to become like this, Eluka?”
“Willing? Why wouldn’t I be willing? Isn’t this appearance great? I’ve never felt so good before!”…
“Alright, since Master is earnestly showing me the true meaning of love, I can’t let Master’s efforts go to waste.”
Eluka suddenly grinned, a sinister smile spreading across her face, her eyes flashing with eerie light.
“Master, come and experience my love too!!”
Roll.
Roll.
As Eluka’s words fell, her severed limbs began visibly wriggling and regenerating. However, these limbs were not accurately aligned, and the wounds where they had been severed did not close properly.
From the bleeding wounds, deformed and twisted limbs continued to grow, flesh and sinew knitting together, merging the old severed limbs and body fragments into a completely non-human form… a “monster.”
The “monster” lifted Eluka’s head, but did not return it to its place above her neck.
Instead, that beautiful head was stuffed onto the bloated body, which could hardly be called a young girl’s body at this moment.
Flesh writhed and swallowed the head, and beneath Eluka’s head, two more faces gradually emerged. They were her parents’ faces.
The three faces were embedded in the monster’s abdomen, giving off an indescribable feeling of nausea and chill.
A real family should be neat and tidy.
“Ah, I feel it… an unprecedented love!”
Eluka’s face twisted with a sickening flush, and the grotesque monster extended its deformed limbs, each with dozens of fingers, reaching out towards An.
“I love you, Master!”
“Don’t touch me!” An growled softly.
A massive scythe of metal materialized in his hand, instantly severing the reaching, deformed limbs.
Simultaneously, a metal cylinder ruthlessly pierced into the monster’s body, then under An’s control, it transformed into countless hair-thin spikes, piercing outward from within, penetrating flesh and blood.
At this moment, the monster looked like a clump of cacti growing in a pot.
Even though it was pierced through and through, its vitality showed no sign of diminishing. Eluka’s two eyes, pierced by the metal spikes, continued to restlessly roll around.
“Ah… it seems a bit insufficient…”
“This bit of love is still not enough…”
“I want more and more…”
Thud.
Thud.
Thud.
Outside the window of the room, there suddenly came the sound of heavy knocking. It was forceful.
Crack.
With a crisp sound, the window instantly shattered. Figures dressed in ordinary village attire streamed in through the broken window.
Through the cracks in the figures, An could clearly see, in the quiet little fishing village, one closed door after another suddenly opened. Figures staggered out, swaying like zombies.
Their faces were pale, expressions numb or filled with painful weeping, yet every one of them wore a smile of happiness at the corners of their mouths.
“I love you…”
They smiled and said.
Then—
Like stranded fish seeking the ocean, they struggled and wriggled, squeezing into the room from outside the window, eagerly plunging into the swollen flesh of the monster.
Old limbs twisted with new ones, forming an indescribable mass.
“Bark.”
An heard a familiar bark.
Turning around, a familiar man crawled into the room from outside, step by step, crawling towards the monster.
“Don’t.”
An instinctively reached out his hand, trying to stop the man.
But the man suddenly twisted his body, evading, and turned around.
“Growl…”
Snarling, baring his teeth.
Like a real dog, intimidating the approach of strangers.
Then, taking advantage of the moment when An was driven back, on all fours, he leaped into the monster’s body.
“Ah, my dear, you’ve come.”
Eluka shouted in delight.
“Let us… become one.”
“How… could this happen?”
An suddenly realized that he couldn’t do anything.
He couldn’t kill Eluka, nor could he stop everything that was happening at the moment.
All he could do was watch helplessly as the monster in the room, swelling under the influx of flesh and blood, gradually filled the entire room.
It was like Eluka’s endless, seemingly devouring everything—
Love.
…
…
“Ah, this mountain.”
“Ah, this water.”
“Ah, the warm sunlight of early autumn.”
“Ah, and the breath of freedom.”
“Damn, it’s so freaking awesome.”
Under the azure sky, beside the clear stream, Muen sat on a smooth boulder, leisurely enjoying this rare moment of leisure with his self-made fishing rod.
“No psychotic maid chasing after me, no disgusting perverted male classmates, and no need to fear poison, ambushes, or imprisonment. This kind of life is so wonderful, I wish it could continue like this forever.”
“I might as well just live hidden in the mountains and forests.”
Muen took a bite of a wild fruit he picked from a tree, the sweet taste filling his mouth, making him feel so happy that he wanted to cry.
“Ah, I’ve got a fish on the line.”
The makeshift fishing rod suddenly felt heavy in his hand.
Throwing the wild fruit aside, Muen steadied his breath and began a life-and-death struggle with the fish in the river, betting on his dignity and honor.
The fish was quickly reeled in.
“If only I had a camera, I’d love to take a picture to commemorate this.”
Looking at the hefty fish in his hand, Muen couldn’t help but feel a heavy sense of satisfaction. For a fishing enthusiast, what could be more exciting than catching a big fish?
“Let’s grill it.”
After a brief moment of consideration, Muen decided the fate of the fish.
Soon, a campfire was lit, and the fish was placed on branches above it.
Watching the flames kiss the fish, the aroma gradually filled the air.
Muen’s sense of happiness was so overwhelming that it was almost overflowing.
Life was good.
Muen hummed a tune, a smile playing at the corners of his mouth.
“Now, even if a meteorite were to fall, it couldn’t shake my incredibly happy heart.”
—His words had barely faded when Muen heard a loud noise not far away.
Something flew over and crashed into the small hill behind Muen.
Dust filled the air.
“……”
Muen stiffly turned his head, his mouth twitching.
“Come on, Ayun, I was just talking casually, you really took it seriously!”
This mf
He and his mouth!