Chapter 214 104: Demon Lord
The smoke ring danced lightly, leaped from the lips, fluttered and hit the roof of the car, dispersing into a cloud of smoke.
Looking at the time, it was after eight o'clock, and the sky was dyed blue at dawn. This cold color did not bring any warmth, but made the already cold air seem to be even more chilly.
Lowering the window, Lev, who had just finished the night shift, silently popped out the cigarette butt, exhaled the last puff of smoke, looked at the hazy blue sky for a while, started the vehicle, left the parking lot, and drove home. go.
Within a few minutes of walking, his cell phone rang. He looked at the call, sighed, and answered it.
"Boss"
"Why did you get off work so early! Didn't I tell you that there was a batch of materials that needed to be reworked? It was you who handled it! Don't you want to take the assessment this month!"
"Boss, please be accommodating. Today is my wedding anniversary."
"I am accommodating to you, but who is going to be accommodating to me? How many years have you been married? What other anniversary is there? Come back quickly and give you ten Minutes!”
The phone was hung up, Lev was silent for a while, then turned around and drove back.
It stands to reason that he can ignore the boss's unreasonable demands, but after his young age, it is not impossible to find a replacement for his craft, not to mention the current economic downturn. If he doesn't do it, someone will do it for him. The most important thing is, I also have a son who is studying in Mocheng, and his monthly living expenses are also a large expense.
Working until the afternoon, Lev, who was physically and mentally exhausted, finally returned home.
His wife Polina did not come back, which was not surprising to him.
He heated a glass of milk for himself, opened the window, looked at the sunset, and drank it slowly. Anyway, he could finally have a day off tomorrow. He closed the window and didn't even bother to take a shower. He lay down on the bed, touched the pillow and fell asleep.
But he didn't realize that a black insect as big as honey squeezed in through the crack of the window that was not closed tightly. It flew into Lev's bedroom silently and landed on him. On arms covered with hair.
He opened his mouth lightly, and a cut appeared, and blood seeped out. The black bug was stained with blood, and his body seemed to melt, and slowly flowed into Lev's body along the blood.
The wound healed quickly and soon there were no traces.
In his sleep, Lev scratched his arms unconsciously and turned over.
"Lev, your results this time are really good. You have made great progress and deserve praise."
In the dream, Lev was enjoying probably the most eye-catching praise in his memory. , in a test when he was still a student, he made great progress, ranked among the top ten in his grade, and was publicly praised in the class.
"Who knows if it was copied? No, it must have been copied." The sinister voice in the audience made Lev's smile freeze.
Did this happen? But he recognized that guy, and because he didn't copy it for him, he held a grudge against him.
“Plagiarism, plagiarism, plagiarism.”
The students below suddenly recited this sentence collectively, staring at him without blinking, just repeating it over and over again.
"Since so many people think you plagiarized, your score this time will be invalid." The teacher turned his head expressionlessly and tore his test paper into pieces.
"Plagiarism, plagiarism!"
"I, I didn't plagiarize!" Lev's defense was feeble.
Those people who had cast a heavy shadow over his study period stood up from their seats and slowly forced him to the corner with a smile.
Leif looked at the teacher, asking for help with his eyes, but the latter slowly turned his back and stopped looking at him.
"Lev? Lev! You've been in a daze since you finished your work. How about I give you a special place to sit there every day and just watch without doing anything?"
The scene changed, showing the boss's disgusting and twisted face.
"I just sat down."
"Do you mean I wronged you? Or are you saying I'm blind?! Being lazy is being lazy, don't give yourself so many explanations, oh my Oops, I feel uncomfortable just now. Take a note and give me a verbal warning. Don’t blame me for being rude next time.”
“.”
Close your eyes and open them again. Opening, the scene switched to home again, with his familiar bedroom door in front of him.
But Lev's body froze, and his eyes were filled with deeper fear than before.
This is the last thing he wants to think about.
"No, no, I don't want to look."
He closed his eyes tightly again, and when he opened them, he saw the door was still ajar, and there was intense movement coming from inside.
Leif's breathing became heavier and heavier, and his fists clenched in response to the louder sounds inside.
On the table next to him, the kitchen knife was so conspicuous.
He held it without thinking, and the cold touch made her wake up instantly.
"No, you can't do this. She just went wrong for a moment and will come back. She will find her way back. What I have to do is wait for her and forgive her"
He put down the kitchen knife with difficulty and kept hypnotizing himself.
Until——
"Ah hoo, when did you get divorced? I have already recognized Mark. That kid doesn't even believe the test report. He really only recognized his father after giving him money."
"My dear, let Lev raise more." Two years, now is the time to spend money. Wouldn't it be better to let him fight for two more years and then kick him away? "
"It makes sense. Let's do it again,"
"I promised you, this place is only for you - ugh!"
Outside the door, Lev's face was already livid, he was breathing heavily, and he was holding the kitchen knife so tightly that he was shaking.
"Dog! Male! Female! Damn it, damn it!"
Bang!
The bedroom door was kicked open by him, and then he picked up the knife and chopped it hard under the horrified expressions of the two people.
Polina subconsciously bit her severed head hard, causing the man to scream and spill out a bloody mess.
But soon, he was chopped off one after another, and gradually became silent as he begged for mercy, turning into a rag and bloody doll.
"Damn, you all deserve to die." The world seemed to be smeared with blood red color, and all the pillars supporting his difficult life collapsed completely, giving him the urge to end everything and bury it in the sunset.
However, he gradually realized that this was just a dream, whether it was a dream or not real.
The dead body in front of him smiled at him, mocking silently, and made a mouth shape on his lips: loser.
The unquenched anger was once again ignited.
"I also want to succeed, I also want to succeed! I have tried my best, this is all I have tried my best to get, why do you deprive me!! Why do you deny me so lightly!!"< br>
Lev grabbed his throat hysterically, but no matter how hard he tried, the other person still had that mocking smile on his face even though his face turned red.
Crack - the dream is shattered like a mirror.
He opened his eyes hard, and the entire eye sockets and the pillow were wet.
The room was quiet, the only sound was him and another breath, which must have been Polina's.
He could also smell the aroma of shampoo, but it didn't seem to be his own.
Checking the time, it was around five in the morning and he slept for half the day.
Sitting on the bed in a daze, turning his head, he looked at Polina's back and was stunned.
“What a clear dream.”
“Fortunately, it’s just a dream”
[Is it really a dream? 】
Lev sat up straight in an instant, opened his eyes wide, and looked around. He just seemed to hear someone speaking.
[People will always bury things deep in their hearts that they don’t want to believe or can’t believe]
“.Split personality?”
Leif murmured, he A little scared, after all, who hasn't heard of several tragedies caused by split personality.
【Who wants to be your split personality? I just dug out your underlying thoughts】 Bound by everything in society, like a puppet machine, its fate is to rust and fall on the production line, to be replaced by the next machine]
[This is your mission, from the individual to the country, the people who really care about your happiness have long been buried]
Even though Lev guessed that this was his potential personality, he was still attracted by these words His body was shaking with anger, but he didn't know how to retort.
[You think the dream is fake, then why not verify it, just verify the thing you are most worried about]
"How could it be true? I just saw it the day before yesterday I talked to my son on the phone. If he knew, he would definitely tell me, he would definitely." Lev reluctantly explained himself.
The subconscious stopped talking, perhaps because it was disgusted with his stupidity.
Leif was extremely awake at the moment. Although he seemed to have experienced nightmares and not very good subconscious conversations, his physical condition was better than usual, but he was very hungry, too hungry.
He glanced at his wife's exposed shoulders. She had always paid great attention to skin care. Even if her conditions were limited, she could still do her best. So even though she was no longer young, her skin was still so white and smooth. It really made people laugh. .Tear it off in one bite.
It turns out that my wife not only smells like hair and body, but also smells like meat.
He swallowed hard and forced himself not to think about these dangerous things. He went to the bathroom and took a shower, then changed his clothes and drove to a nearby supermarket.
He was very hungry and needed to eat meat. He ate meat in big mouthfuls.
In the supermarket, he chose a large piece of beef and some food. When he was rushing home, he suddenly realized, why didn't he solve it directly?
The red beef is so tempting. Although it is a bit cold, it does not hinder the import. It may also taste like ice cream. I
wait for him to fully react. He had stopped on the roadside and ate up the large piece of raw beef with his face covered in blood. He even forgot when he stopped. He only remembered that the chilled beef tasted very similar to ice cream, no. , more delicious than sweet ice cream. Only those who have tasted it can know the secret of the pure blood juice exploding and spreading in the mouth. He regretted that he understood it so late.
“Hey sir, are you okay?”
A policeman walked to the car door and knocked on the window.
Liev subconsciously opened the car window nervously, but saw the blood on his face in the rearview mirror.
"Oh, this doesn't look good. Sir, do you need help?" The policeman frowned and asked.
"No, no need, I just..." Lev took out the tissue on the side and wiped it in a hurry, "It's a bit old."
"Is it really okay? Where do you live? ?”
"Just in the residential area over on Neddon Street."
"Oh, I wish you a happy life."
"Thank you, thank you for your concern."
Farewell Friendly police officer, Lev stopped staying and drove home. Watching him enter the garage, the police car following far behind left along the street.
After adjusting in the car, he entered the house. Polina hadn't gotten up yet. It looked like she was exhausted from yesterday.
He opened the door and walked into the bathroom, but with a little force, the door handle was broken off. Lev was a little dazed, and tentatively twisted the door handle in his hand. The handle, which was made of aluminum or iron, was twisted into a twist.
"What the hell"
Putting the doorknob into his trouser pocket, he gently turned on the faucet with one finger. The blood that had not been wiped away was completely washed away. He looked up at himself in the mirror, It seems like his youth was just yesterday. I don’t know since when, wrinkles have covered his face, and he has become a standard middle-aged man.
However, he touched the nasolabial folds and wondered if it was an illusion. Compared with when he went out, the wrinkles here seemed lighter, and his strength seemed to be suddenly and terrifyingly strong.
He walked out of the bathroom in silence, and after sitting at the dining table for a while, he chose to leave a note saying that he would be on a business trip for a few days.
Then he drove the car to a residential area, found a house where he could observe a family, and turned off the engine.
[It seems that you don’t want to live in a daily life full of lies after all]
“Who are you?” Lev suspected that this was no longer a so-called split personality, no matter how split it was , how could he suddenly become fond of chewing raw meat, and where does his strength come from?
[I am you, both the past you and the future you. As long as you want, I can still be you now]
Leif pursed his lips and said nothing, as long as he proves his dream If you are on personal leave, then all this can still be undone, life can go on as usual, and you can still pretend to be deaf and mute, pretending that you don’t know what to do.
After all, I have failed for most of my life, so there is nothing wrong with spending the rest of my life peacefully.
But if someone wants to take away even this little bit of stability from him.
In the afternoon, the person he was guarding left.
Continuing to wait until nightfall, he changed his clothes, walked to the basement door of that person's house, punched through, and opened the lock.
Looking carefully at his undamaged fist, he calmed down his thoughts and went straight to the bedroom.
The owner of this room is Matvey, his former wife Polina's boss.
The report was unexpectedly obvious to Lev. It was placed so clearly on the table, as if he was afraid that others would not see it.
That's right, Matvey has been divorced a long time ago, he is the only one in the house, and Lev is not in his consideration, so there is no need to guard against anyone.
He couldn't understand the details in the report, but he only needed to understand the final summary, letter by letter, and the fact he least wanted to see happened.
The corner of his lip was bitten with blood, and large snowflakes seemed to appear in front of his eyes, flickering in and out.
He gently put the report back in its place. He originally wanted to steal something and pretend that it was a home invasion robbery, but when he remembered that the other party was probably at his home now, why did he need to fake it? The one who made the mistake should not feel guilty. Should it be Matvey?
So he had no intention of hiding his traces, so he walked out of the house openly, walked to his car, and drove back.
He found a place to stop near his home, walked back to the house on foot, opened the door gently, and saw a messy scene.
Water stains were everywhere on the clothes, extending all the way to the ajar door.
Everything feels so familiar, like a sense of déjà vu.
Only this time, he silently picked up the kitchen knife.
Go to the door and kick the door open when the voice is about to get louder.
"Lev!"
"Ah, wait, wait--"
Lev didn't waste any more nonsense. He stabbed Polina's head with a look of surprise. Then it fell down and rolled, as if its lips were still saying something.
"Since we love each other so much, let's die together."
One knife after another, the limbs of Matvey who was trying to escape were cut off one after another. The shrill screams must have been heard even by the neighbors, but he It didn't matter anymore, the pleasure of venting his hatred made him intoxicated and unable to pull away.
Blood filled the house, and Matvey's heart was picked out with his bare hands. The bright red color was so appetizing.
Woo-woo--
When the sound of police sirens brought his thoughts back to normal, all around him, there were two people who had been almost decomposed.
His instinct over the years still made him panic, but soon he realized that the sound of the siren was getting farther and farther away, and it was probably not coming to arrest him.
Bleeding all over, he opened the window in the dark living room, and a large number of outside sounds poured in, including sirens from far and near, faint screams, and the ensemble formed a music, as if the whole city had fallen into inexplicable chaos. .
"Such a grand party, don't you want to join it as soon as possible?"
A strange yet familiar voice came from behind.
Leif turned around and saw in the dim light a strange man with two heads, one male and one female.
But he didn't feel fear, he only felt friendly, as close as a blood relative.
Let him have a strong urge to finish the other person's random sentence at all costs.
"Demon Lord."
Taught by himself without a teacher, he knew how to address the person in front of him.
"Poor child, you have been reborn. This world can no longer bully you." The voice of the female head was hoarse and gentle, and a hand gently soothed his blood-stained face. His tears fell involuntarily.
"Your compatriots are fighting, and the shackles on their bodies have not been removed. Go ahead and rescue your compatriots, and then burn this man-eating city to ashes." The words of the man's head excited Lev so much. .
Yes, the Demon Lord is right, he has finally found the meaning of existence, and has a destination in life, so there is no need to fear death.
Leif didn't realize that a mass of flesh had grown on his shoulder unconsciously, as if something was gestating.
Looking at Lev who smashed the window and rushed out, Ivan looked calm.
He does not plan to stay here to see the results. In comparison, the population here is still too small
"Look, our child is growing up. My dear, you will be a good father."
The eyes of the female head seemed to be full of love, and she approached gently until the two heads kissed each other. Together, the picture is strange.
(End of this chapter)