Do you know the Kraken? In ancient ghost stories, this is a seductive evil spirit who is good at using the beautiful singing voice that contains magic to attract the sailors crossing the sea, making them willingly become their own meals.

Five years ago, when I was still in school, the school organized spring outings for teachers and students to go hiking. The location was an unknown mountain in the suburbs of Liucheng. However, due to boring disputes and conflicts between several students, a certain girl in the class eventually

My classmate was lost in the mountains. I ignored the teacher's advice and secretly acted like a hero to find the lost female classmate. It was this reckless decision and the difference between these thoughts that caused the train of my life to run out of control.

The key bifurcation point. Later, I don’t know whether the lost female classmate returned to the class smoothly. I hope that the search and rescue team contacted by the teacher can find her properly, but I did not return smoothly after all.

I got lost in the woods deep in the Nameless Mountain, and my phone ran out of battery around ten o'clock in the evening. There was no lighting, so I had to fumble around in the darkness. In such a quiet place, the chirping of insects seemed particularly harsh.

, and occasionally there would be sounds that sounded like animals crossing bushes and grass. Although I was still moving forward in the dark, I might have thought of giving up.

Then, I came across it unexpectedly.

I still can't forget the huge egg that appeared in front of me when I was wandering hungrily in the forest late at night. The egg was like a football lying on its side, slightly taller than me.

The surface is a white translucent soft shell, smooth and sticky, and a faint light shines from the inside. If you look closely, you can see that the inside of the soft shell seems to be filled with some kind of mysterious liquid, and there are unknown things in the liquid.

The object moved strangely like a heartbeat. The light expanded and contracted regularly with the fetal movement.

Perhaps I, the uninvited guest, broke some unknown equilibrium. After I only observed it for a few seconds, the fetal movement of the giant egg suddenly stopped, and the light gradually went out. Then the soft shell cracked from the lower half, and a large number of

Liquid like amniotic fluid poured rapidly from the inside out, bringing out the upper body of the creature inside.

At this moment, I was like the first passerby to be killed in the prologue of a horror monster movie. For now, walking was the best option. But I couldn't get away. My feet were firmly nailed to the wet ground.

on the grass. Because I could clearly see the shape of that creature.

The naked creature crawled out tiredly from the crack in the giant egg and stretched its body. It was actually an extremely beautiful female body, with paper-pale skin covered in transparent mucus, faintly glowing under the silver full moon.

It emits a bright white light. However, it does not look like a human being. It does not look like a human being at all. Instead, it looks like some kind of monster that is good at mimicking human beings. Even though what he is witnessing is such a charming female body, the impression formed in his heart is similar to that of seeing a human being.

When it comes to soft-bodied creatures living on the seabed, such as white octopus, perhaps more like the white soft flesh vaguely glimpsed from the cracks of half-open shells. The impression of beauty is completely different from the beauty of human women. It is better to say that it is beautiful.

Animals.

However, looking at this seemingly human and inhuman thing, I was shocked, frightened, and at a loss, and then I started to have taboo movements. I realized that I was being filled with blood. The more scared and stirred in my heart, the more I couldn't look away from it.

It was like a stick was roughly thrust into my brain, stirring my thoughts slowly and evenly like well-heated mud.

I walked gently to it at a pace that would not disturb it, and it raised its face and stared at me quietly.

Under that immoral and scheming gaze, I made a decision that may make me regret it for the rest of my life.

There was a slight friction sound of fabric, and after a moment, I picked it up.

After that, my life suddenly entered another railway full of evil and depravity.

Just as I expected, it is indeed an evil thing in human form, and its food is humans. Although it seems to have a high degree of intelligence, it cannot understand human thinking. As a human being, I cannot understand what it usually does.

Thinking about something. I tried to teach it to speak, but I don’t know whether it had a different vocal organ or was unable to understand human language from the beginning. My attempt ultimately failed.

In order to hide and feed it, I still committed a serious crime of murder. I am not without normal moral values, and I hope that I can continue to be a good person. I even overestimate my ability to say that I have had the dream of being a hero.

I want to fight against unforgivable villains and monsters like the protagonist in a fictional story, and become the dream hero among flowers and applause. To this day, I have no intention of defending myself, even if I am sentenced to death, I will not

No complaints, I deserve it. However, whenever it comes to things, especially when I am next to it and in close contact with its body, my rationality, which I thought was unshakable, breaks out in some humid and sultry environment.

Dissolved under the magic.

But apart from that, my real soul seemed to get a moment of respite. My heart seemed to be roughly split in two by its existence, the sober me and the crazy me. I sometimes doubt,

It may have some kind of supernatural charm that can easily control my mind and make me do things that are beneficial to it without hesitation, but I think it is my own intention. It is like the fabrication in many stories.

, monsters use magic to confuse people's hearts and make them serve themselves wholeheartedly. If this is true, what a huge forgiveness it is to me.

But what if not? Perhaps, I am really a despicable pervert, capable of committing the most filthy felonies for my own shameful and despicable desires.

When I came out of my trance of recollection again, I found it approaching me. It stared at me silently, and its emotionless eyes reminded me of an insect staring at its prey.

It must be a self-deceptive hallucination, I actually feel that it is worried about me. The sticky, cold, eerie, soft, lovely tongue slowly licked my cheek - is this an expression of care from it?

?I couldn't help hugging it, and the painful and entangled hard lump in my heart briefly dissolved again.

Ah, ravage my soul as I ravage your body.

In order to be with you forever, I don't care no matter how low I fall.

In the following years, I traveled around with it, and I no longer know how many people I killed and how many sins I committed. My spirit has accumulated extraordinary pressure. I don’t know when I will collapse. Maybe I have already collapsed. But every time

I can find peace again when I have intercourse with it. Sometimes I suck it greedily like a baby to its mother, and sometimes I abuse it like a tyrant to a slave. Just as I am asking for it crazily, it also seems to be unable to feed me.

He crazily demanded of me like I was full, and every time such frequent intimate interactions happened, I felt like I had found my soul's sustenance.

However, the nightmare will eventually come.

Or maybe, my dream is finally over.

After many twists and turns, the security bureau finally caught me. Law enforcement wizards wearing helmets attacked from all directions. In that battle, it died without any suspense, and I put down my weapon in despair.

I know that such a day will come. Although I don't believe in karma, it is impossible for a person like me not to receive retribution.

Those people didn't kill me on the spot, probably because they thought it would be better to have a trial. My consciousness was heavily sealed, and my body was heavily restrained. Sometimes I would be released for interrogation, often accompanied by a lie-detection device or a truth-telling spell;

More often than not, I stare at the vast silent darkness in a daze, looking back on every moment I had with it over the years.

During that dry time that is tantamount to torture, you may even hallucinate some tiny and distorted murmurs. But if you listen carefully, the weird murmurs will disappear like a mischievous goblin.

Anyway, I don’t have a few days left to live. If they ask why, I will tell them all. My mental journey so far, pain and entanglement, violence and joy, as well as my current views on the past. It can be regarded as my own life.

Make a summary.

"Do you know the Kraken?" The interrogator sat across from the square table and asked me. It was this man who led the team to break into my hiding place. He looked to be in his fifties, with gray hair and obvious marks on his face.

wrinkles, but his posture was extraordinarily upright, and his eyes were as penetrating and coercive as a falcon. While examining the changes in my expression, he continued, "In ancient ghost stories, this is an evil goblin that confuses people's hearts and is good at taking advantage of them.

The beautiful singing voice that contains magic attracts the sailors crossing the sea, making them willingly become their own meals.”

I answered passively and briefly: "I heard something."

"We dissected the corpse and were finally able to determine its habits and talents." He continued, "It was similar to what I originally guessed. It was a monster that specializes in confusing people. Although it is different from all known monsters,

But many of its characteristics are similar to those of the Kraken, so we also use the nickname "Siren". What it is best at is seducing humans who are close to it, hypnotizing and brainwashing them, transforming their bodies, and turning them into useful blades.

, to catch prey for oneself and repel enemies.”

"I truly love him."

"People who have been brainwashed by hypnosis usually answer this way."

"I was not hypnotized or brainwashed. All those crimes were committed by myself. I deserve death."

"This is an unusual answer. When I interrogated you several times before, you also said this, right? Moreover, instruments and magic can prove that your words are not mixed with any falsehood or acting skills. We think this is

There is strong evidence that you still have normal moral values. Moreover, we have also investigated your resume when you were still in school and asked your parents. There is no doubt that you are a person with sound values. But you said that you can transform immediately

It is unbelievable for a villain to willingly provide human flesh to monsters." He said, "A young boy who was still in school and full of expectations for his future life was suddenly taken from his parents by evil monsters one day.

He was kidnapped from his friends, forced to undergo inhumane brainwashing and transformation, and forced to go through hell for several years as a murder tool... Our organization is not so unkind as to give you a 'victim' like you.

Sentence."

"Am I a victim?" I asked, "a victim with bloody hands?"

"Classmate Li, suppose there is a person with superpowers who is good at controlling the minds of others. He randomly selects a 'lucky' boxing champion from a sports news website, and uses his superpowers to manipulate him and drive the boxing champion

He brutally murdered ten people he disliked in life, do you think it was the fault of the boxing champion?"

"This is different. I'm not being controlled."

"The reason why you are so persistent is because the sequelae of hypnotic brainwashing still remain, just like people who have just woken up from a dream sometimes cannot distinguish the difference between reality and illusion. Although it is a rare case, based on past experience,

This kind of sequelae will usually heal on its own in two days." He shook his head, "Although there are some emotional voices in our organization privately who think you are guilty, you can rest assured that our Security Bureau adheres to the law.

If the law says you are guilty, you are guilty; if it says you are not guilty, you are not guilty."

I am silent.

"In order to help you return to society as soon as possible, we have a psychological treatment program here. And don't you still think you are a bad person? This psychological treatment program can also be regarded as the final psychological test." He said, "Who are you?

Who he is will definitely come to light by then."

From my position, I cannot refuse this proposal, and there is no reason to refuse it.

After the relevant equipment and personnel were in place, I fell into a deep sleep.

...It seemed like I had an incredible dream.

In the dream, I was like the protagonist in a fictional story. I was suddenly involved in extraordinary events from my common-sense life, and was blessed by the special power of going back in time. In the process, I got acquainted with someone who manipulated the power of lightning.

Beautiful woman, fight side by side with her to fight against the evil and crazy demon.

Like a brave man with a pure conscience, he acted resolutely because he could not sit idly by and ignore evil. After gaining the friendship and recognition of his companions, he chose to fight alone in order to keep his companions away from danger.

Originally he didn't even have the strength to fight, but miraculously he obtained powerful weapons that allowed him to participate in magical battles. He stepped forward with the consciousness of a real hero, fought bravely, lost, and rose up...

Finally, at the end of the journey, he came into contact with the truth of his own destiny and experienced painful inner entanglements. However, he did not fall into despair. Instead, he chose to face his fate directly after the entanglement.

What a dazzling dream...

Why can't it be me.

After the darkness receded, I opened my eyes and slowly sat up.

The inquisitor stood waiting nearby.

In the corner, there was a beautiful woman who seemed to be a college student wearing a white carnation hair ornament, a white T-shirt and blue jeans. She stood silently, her left arm cut off at the elbow and painted with

A black bandage with a large number of red scripture-like writings was tightly wrapped around it.

The interrogator was the first to speak, "How's it going, Li Duo, do you feel better?"

I am silent.

"Then, let's confirm again. At the same time, this is also the last question." He said, "Did you help the Kraken out of your own will, or were you brainwashed by the Kraken and forced to do so?"

"I was not brainwashed." I said, "It was all of my own free will."

Two days later, I was released without charge.
Chapter completed!