madman

He heard Angel and Elizabeth talking about the bet, and watched them say together that he belonged to them.

Why?

Why!

Why?!

Why do they all lie to me, why do they treat me like a plaything?

He followed Elizabeth to the human realm, and then fell asleep in the blood of the Vampire King.

The rebellious young master finally fell asleep peacefully. He no longer felt pain and got a short rest.

It was not until Shen Fan began to question the world that the young master woke up. He accepted what had happened during his years of sleep and laughed at Shen Fan's naivety.

He saw Shen Fan begging him to save him, so he slapped him mercilessly and told him to shut up.

Good gods, they are all deceiving you, because you are the bet, you cannot receive love.

He saw the young master screaming and collapsing in the blood lake, going crazy. He had clearly left the vampire territory, but he still could not escape the deception.

"Why me! Why! Why am I the only one living in deception? Why am I the only one being used? Why! Can someone tell me why I can't get a single word of truth?"

The young master knew clearly what he was. He was a bet for both parties and a piece of trash that would never be loved.

He watched everyone approach him, and saw that they were only being nice to him for the sake of the mission.

"Little god, they are lying to you. They are using you. You don't know. You are living a lie."

"I envy you a little bit, because you don't know anything and can enjoy fake love. I know everything, but I watch everyone around me deceive me and still have to cooperate with them."

"Will you get a single word of truth from praying to God?"

"They are all lying to me, they are all lying to me!"

"I am the only one who will not deceive me."

"Do you want to believe them? Their mission is you. All the blood hunters who come into contact with you only regard you as a mission."

“They have no sincerity.”

He saw the strange man he met in the forest again, and Shen Fan fainted at that time.

"..." Fan Liye looked at the person in front of him in surprise, "How did you do it? I was suppressed and it's impossible for me to control this body."

The other party smiled and said, "Young Master, that's what I should call you. I want to talk to you."

Fan Liye frowned, sat back, and fell to the ground. He was a little dazed, and immediately realized that he was outside, not in the conscious state.

He coughed lightly, stood up and dusted himself off: "What do you want to tell me?"

"Actually, you already know a lot of things. You're very smart." The other person laughed, "But you seem to think that after merging with the divine blood, both you and Shen Fan will be able to stay."

"What do you mean?" Fan Liye said.

"Since the two bloods will merge and no longer coexist, both you and Shen Fan will disappear and no longer have consciousness," the other party said softly, "which means that a new consciousness, Fan, will emerge."

"It doesn't matter." Fan Liye said casually, "It's me anyway, so it doesn't matter what kind of consciousness I have."

"Fan is currently dominated by divine blood. He has always endured good, while you have always borne evil. His memories of the brief period of enduring evil have also been sealed." The other party said calmly, "Do you think you can bear it when the time comes? You have always lived in goodness, even if it is fake, you have always felt good. If you are suddenly subjected to all the evil, can you bear it?"

"You mean..." Fan Liye said slowly, "I will go crazy?"

"You're very smart." The other person smiled. "You've endured too much, and he has no idea. When that day comes, you will definitely become a madman."

"Crazy... so what if I'm crazy?" Fan Liye laughed loudly. "Am I not crazy now? Everyone who comes into contact with me is using me and deceiving me, but I'm not crazy. How can this not be considered crazy?"

The other party smiled again: "Your condition is already very bad. If Shen Fan accepts this, the new you will definitely become a madman who can't control your consciousness."

"..." Fan Liye gritted his teeth, "What are you laughing at! You really make me unhappy!"

"Do you believe in yourself?" The other party did not put away his smile, still with a faint smile, "Believe in yourself, that's the most important thing, right?"

"I have always believed in myself. I only have myself to trust." Fan Liye said gloomily with his arms folded.

The other party finally put away his smile and said calmly, "Now you can at least talk to Shen Fan to ease the pressure. When you reach adulthood, you and Shen Fan will merge. Then you will both disappear. By then, you will not be able to talk to Ghost King Fan or Shen Fan, and you will have to bear it all on your own."

"By then..." Fan Liye was stunned and said blankly, "I...wouldn't even be able to talk to myself anymore..."

The other party nodded: "Let's stop here and have a good rest."

Looking at the sleeping Fan Liye, the other party just glanced at him and left.

He could no longer talk to himself; he had to fight this world of lies alone.

“Ahhhhhhhh!!”

A heart-wrenching roar was heard, and Fan Liye covered his heart and shouted loudly.

"Don't leave me! No!! Please! Please stay! Don't leave me! I don't want it! I don't want it! Please! Don't go! Don't go! Ahh ...

Fan Liye clutched his chest in agony, curling up into a ball. It turned out those people he had smiled upon as friends had been deceiving him from the very beginning. They had missions to fulfill, and the sincerity he had shown them was all useless garbage.

They were using him, his feelings, his sincerity. He had never received a single ounce of sincerity, never, it had always been fake.

I just want to hear the truth...

"Young Master!" D looked at Fan Liye anxiously. Seeing him struggling in pain, he felt distressed and wanted to go over to comfort him and hug him.

D had just taken a few steps forward when he felt a sudden pain in his neck, and his blood immediately froze. He had forgotten that he was so anxious to hear Fan Liye's screams of pain that he had forgotten that he was fighting with Angele.

"Little...Master..." D took a few steps with difficulty, stretched out his hand and looked at his cherished little master who was crying in pain. He really wanted to go over and hug him.

Does it hurt? Is it painful? Don't cry, I'll hug you. You still have me...

Young Master...

D fell to the ground. He struggled to crawl towards Fan Liye. As he crawled forward with difficulty, his strength quickly drained away from his body and his consciousness began to blur.

Humans seem to believe in God because He will help them fulfill their wishes. I am praying to God now, will I have the chance to hug my little master and put him out of pain?

D stopped not far from Fan Liye, lifeless. Angele stomped on his head and looked up at Fan Liye, who was struggling and screaming in pain.

"It's painful, my son. I'm here to help you get rid of the pain." Angele walked towards Fan Liye and said with a smile, "You will be like D. It will only last for a moment and you won't feel any pain."

They left, and from then on I couldn't talk to myself or hear the truth.

Fan Liye clutched the clothes around his chest in agony, unable to break free from the collapse. That weirdo said he would go crazy, so how could he not go crazy? How could he not go crazy?

Is he crazy? He should be.