"Everyone who finds happiness in a fairy tale is extraordinary..."

"Snow White was a princess to begin with, and Cindy is still a prince's daughter no matter how much she is bullied. The Frog Prince is a prince in the first place..."

"Otherwise, look, let alone a prince, even the little match girl didn't have an ordinary person to save her..."

"Fairy tales aren't all perfect. The little match girl froze to death on the street, and the Cowherd tricked the Weaver Girl by hiding her clothes..."

"From the celestial court to the mortal realm, with a leaky thatched hut, barely clothed, abject poverty, and limited knowledge, among so many exceptionally talented celestial beings, do you really think the Weaver Girl would fall in love with such a mortal?"

"Fairy tales..."

The woman approached, lifted Su Deng's chin with her index finger, and smiled wickedly, "It's all just for fooling children..."

Su Deng wanted to refute, but she couldn't utter a word when she opened her mouth.

"Fairy tales all tell people about beauty and kindness, but they are just fairy tales."

The woman's fingers traced her face; the same simple black work clothes were accentuated by her alluring expression, exuding charm. "In reality, fairy tales simply don't exist."

She said, "For example, your hospital director mother, your only friend Huahua, and those who risked their lives to save you."

"Look at them, so kind, yet they all met tragic ends, while you, a jinx, are living a good life..."

"Su Deng".

She leaned close to Su Deng's ear, her voice like silk thread penetrating his ears and spreading throughout his body, "You killed them all..."

"Damn it, it was you."

With each word she spoke, Su Deng's face paled further, as images of those who had died because of her flashed before her eyes and into her mind.

"Damn it..." Her pale lips parted, "It's me..."

"right."

The woman nodded. "Kind people never get any good rewards, while bad people still live carefree lives..."

yes.

The man who burned down the orphanage is still alive.

He was a wealthy man who sponsored many orphanages.

Known as a philanthropist, he is a prominent figure in major newspapers and news outlets.

People sing his praises, but his evil deeds will never be known.

Why does he do that?

The person who killed Huahua was released because he produced a certificate of severe mental illness and was deemed not to have the subjective intent to commit a crime.

Why does he do that?

Those kind and brave people who saved her died one by one.

But she is still alive and well.

What gives her the right?

"I deserve to die..."

But she won't die.

She will only kill others.

"Actually, it's not you who should die..." The woman, who looked similar to her but was more mature, spoke in a soft, seductive voice, "It's the one who should die who's preventing you from dying..."

Su Deng looked up at her, her eyes unfocused and hazy. "Who?"

The woman smiled, "Of course, it's the person who let you into this game..."

"Good people don't always get good rewards, and kindness doesn't bring blessings..."

Why should good people die while bad people live?

"You were born a jinx. You've killed so many people. You're despised and hated by everyone in this world..."

"The world..." Su Deng murmured, "can't it accept me?"

If you can't tolerate her, why not let her die?

"God, who controls everything, boasts of being able to create all things, including God." The woman whispered in Su Deng's ear, "It's not that the world can't tolerate you, but that you are all nourishment for God. The culprit behind all this is God..."

Su Deng looked bewildered, "...Then what should I do..."

“Sign a contract with me…” the woman’s voice was soft and seductive, “and I can lend you my power.”

This time, Su Deng was silent for a moment, and the turbidity in her eyes cleared a little. "Who exactly are you?"

"I am you."

"You are not me." Su Deng's gaze gradually sharpened, becoming cold and resolute. "Even if you become exactly like me, you are still not me!"

“Interesting…” Looking at her like this, the woman smiled knowingly. “You are the second person who can remain so clear-headed and resolute after talking with me.”

"You're more like confused." Su Deng had fully regained her senses, showing no panic, her expression was perfectly clear.

"Truly worthy of being the chosen one, and no wonder Liu Sangua thought you were the one to break the deadlock." The woman stepped back and chuckled softly.

Su Deng suddenly looked up, "You know Liu Sangua!"

"It seems like it was a long time ago." The woman tilted her head slightly, poked her forehead with her finger, and scoffed, "I've never seen such an unromantic man. He was so indifferent that he didn't even flinch when I stripped naked in front of him."

Su Deng: "..."

This woman is, without a doubt, an evil being sealed here.

She knows Liu Sangua, so she's definitely not just a simple character set up as a standalone game instance...

Liu Sangua was a person without any desires or negative emotions.

There was neither hatred nor love.

Like an empty puppet, its soul is pure and spotless.

She made him relive that year, when his entire family was wiped out, his eyes were gouged out and his head was chopped off, the pain of having his bones crushed was unbearable, and he felt like he was living a life worse than death.

He remained completely unmoved.

It was as if that wasn't him.

Not a bit misled.

However, Su Deng's negative emotions and evil side were extremely strong, yet she was able to maintain her clarity of mind in such a place where evil and desire converged...

"I asked him to sign a contract with me, but he refused."

"What contract?"

"A contract with the gods and spirits," the woman uttered softly.

"What price will I have to pay?" Su Deng raised her eyes, her gaze cold and clear. "And what will I gain in return?"

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