Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 660 - 611: The Deceived First Half of My Life?!_2

Era of Magic and Martial Arts

Chapter 660 - 611: The Deceived First Half of My Life?!_2

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Chapter 660: Chapter 611: The Deceived First Half of My Life?!_2

I firmly believe that when she finally becomes a part of me, merging with me forever, she will understand the preciousness of this bond and experience the happiness of having a best friend always by her side.

At this moment, I am completely accustomed to this fractured life.

Half living in the light, enjoying applause and envy; half hidden in darkness, carefully selecting the next companion.

I’ve begun to enjoy this thrilling life a bit.

How can I put it?

Compared to the monotonous and lifeless script of before, this current life seems to wake me up to the meaning of life—what does it truly mean to be alive?

On one side, I enjoy the applause in the arena; on the other, I prepare for the next embrace.

Then, the greatest mutation occurred.

A group of ugly, inhuman monsters destroyed everything.

Monsters aren’t frightening; it’s the non-humans who are the heretics.

And the mastermind behind all of this is a scientist named Zuo Bai.

To resist his violence, I had to reveal the monstrous side of me.

And this scene was secretly captured by a journalist, and the video’s storage chip fell into my father’s hands.

Therefore, that night I went home became the last dinner with my family.

At the dinner table, I repeatedly probed my father, wanting to know if he could accept me as a monster.

The answer was painful; my father loathed monsters, he was a narrow-minded humanist.

I was very disappointed and in great pain, so I didn’t want my father to feel the same disappointment and pain.

I wanted to escape.

But I didn’t get away.

At that moment, the cloth doll controlled and impersonated me.

Then, the cloth doll found a chance to be alone and secretly "embraced" Feng Ju from behind.

I didn’t know whether to thank the cloth doll or to hate it.

Until Feng Ju closed his eyes, I deeply loved and reverenced my father.

Yes, I loved him more than I loved myself.

I only wanted to always be his pride.

Ironically, the video still exposed everything.

The Executive Government would surely send people to arrest me, and that half of my brightness ultimately vanished with my father’s "departure."

I completely fled into the darkness.

I went to a shady clinic seeking help from a doctor, and he refused.

No matter, once he becomes my new father, he would help me.

The process went smoothly; after losing my most beloved father, I gained a new father and more family members.

Then I received a call from my brother, learning that my father wasn’t dead.

Brother invited me out for a late-night supper, but father was unwilling to see me.

An overwhelming sense of absurdity instantly engulfed me.

Father doesn’t want to forgive me?

Why doesn’t he want to forgive me?

Clearly, he deceived me; clearly, he is also a monster!

A monster hidden for who knows how many years, a monster living in the light, a monster longing to go to Upper City?!!

Moreover, it was clearly the "cloth doll" who "embraced" him, not me!

At that moment, my world completely shattered.

I finally realized my life had always been lived in deception.

Father had been deceiving me; his love and his facade were all false pretenses.

Father never loved me; he only loved the dream of Upper City.

The cloth doll also deceived me, to the point where I couldn’t tell if I was me or the cloth doll.

It was at that moment that my dream completely crumbled, and I suddenly realized my brother was the one who had always been consistent.

Even if he didn’t like me, just as I didn’t like him.

But when I became a monster, when father didn’t want me, he still regarded me as his sister.

He didn’t like me and could never be as eloquent as father, but he truly loved me.

Brother, he loved me so deeply.

I ultimately didn’t go for a late-night meal with my brother; I didn’t want to see the hypocritical father nor did I want to feel ashamed in front of the sincere brother.

Besides, I no longer have any brightness, from now on I should pursue the darkness, my path is in the dark.

I cannot be resplendent in the light, but I can be eternal in the darkness.

But brother is different; brother is still in the light, he is the only light left in my heart.

I left Zone 9.

Carrying a heart full of scars and newly gained "family," I plunged into a broader place where light barely shone.

There, I recklessly "created" new bonds, new "family."

I smelled true freedom.

I finally understood that compared to the narrow, hypocritical stage full of rules, the boundless darkness was truly my world, where I could freely "blossom"!

Then, they all "left," and I was arrested.

I gave up resisting, thinking it was all over, that my script would come to an end.

But ironically, I didn’t die, nor was I thrown into prison.

I was donned in a black robe, masked, and I joined the Night Watcher.

I did not know who the Night Watcher who caught me was, nor did I know why he did this; there were too many things I couldn’t understand.

He explained nothing to me, and I didn’t know where to find answers.

I had too many unresolved questions.

But, in any case, I once again escaped death.

And donned the black robe symbolizing "purification" and "order," I transformed into a Night Watcher.

I could only become more convinced that Destiny, once again, used its great power to protect me.

Wearing the black robe that isolates all scrutiny, being shrouded wholly in darkness, at this moment, I can’t describe my feelings with words.

I didn’t even know if I was now plunged into deeper darkness or had unjustly returned to the light.

It doesn’t matter anymore.

What matters is today is my first task after becoming a Night Watcher.

The task isn’t important; vague instructions only told me to "observe" and "detect" in this area.

What matters is, just now, I saw my father.

Sure enough, he’s still alive... alive and well! Living in the "light" he yearns for, with his disguised monster form.

I have to admit, I kind of miss him, missing... integrating with him!

Then, I saw... Zuo Bai?

In some sense, Zuo Bai is the culprit for causing me to be exposed, the culprit responsible for my current fate, my hatred for this person is as relentless as the saliva in my mouth.

On my list of those I want to embrace, Zuo Bai and father are at the forefront, neck and neck.

And tonight, for my first task as a Night Watcher, I encountered both father and Zuo Bai.

Isn’t this Destiny’s revelation for me, urging me to reunite with them tonight?!!

But what puzzled me is, what was Zuo Bai doing, why did he crawl into the trunk of the taxi by himself?

......

Feng Mu is earnestly practicing his skills.

Yet his mind repeatedly receives system prompts.

[Emergency Event Reminder:

Your Experience Package 1 and Experience Package 2 have had a fateful encounter.

Location coordinates: Jade Garden

System calculations show a 41.7% probability of triggering a bond effect.

Ps: Experience package combination, for better effect~]

Feng Mu squinted, a trace of suspicion flickered in his eyes, his first reaction was that the reminder seemed quite odd.

In the past, this broken system has never proactively reminded him, even adding an event log afterward was a rarity.

Today, it’s turned so diligent, even giving him early notice?

Feng Mu felt the system was up to something, but he had no proof.

"Could it be the system likes watching family reunions too? Is it dissatisfied with the 41.7% probability, and wants me to lend a hand, adding fuel to the fire for that father-daughter duo?"

Is he such a person?

As Feng Mu pondered, another line of prompts appeared before him:

[Second Prison (partially expandable)]

[Second Prison control progress update!]

[Current Control Completeness 95%→96%!!!]

[Event Log New Entry:

Qian Huan’s mind has awakened, body can’t move. (Completeness +1%)]

"Oh, the warden has also secretly awakened? That’s great, only 4% progress left now."

Feng Mu felt elated, and as the warden’s most trusted confidant, visiting promptly was just the brilliance of humanity.

He absolutely, absolutely, absolutely wasn’t willing to witness fatherly kindness and filial piety right?

It’s just that, inexplicably, it felt like there was a vague itchiness in his eyes, as if something was about to grow.....

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