Siren Blade

Chapter 16 Siren
Do you know Kraken?In the ancient strange tales, this is a deceptive evil goblin, who is good at using the beautiful singing voice containing magic power to attract the sailors across the sea, and make them willingly become their own dishes.

Five years ago, when I was still in school, the school organized a spring outing for teachers and students, and the location of the activity was Wuming Mountain in the suburbs of Liucheng.But due to the boring disputes and conflicts among several students, a female student in the class finally got lost in the mountains.I ignored the teacher's advice and secretly acted like a hero to secretly search for the lost female classmate. It was this reckless decision, the difference between this thought, that became the key fork that made the train of my life go into an out-of-control track.Later, I don’t know if the lost female classmate returned to the class smoothly. I hope the search and rescue team contacted by the teacher can find her well, but I myself did not return smoothly after all.

I got lost in the woods deep in the Wuming Mountain, and my phone died around ten o'clock in the evening.There is no lighting condition, so we have to grope hard in the darkness where we can't see our fingers.In such a quiet place, the sound of insects is particularly harsh, and occasionally there seems to be the sound of animals passing over the bushes and grass.Although I am still moving forward in the dark, maybe I have the idea of ​​giving up.

Then, I came across it by accident.

I still can't forget that when I was wandering in the forest at night hungry, the huge egg that appeared in front of me was pressed on the grass.The giant egg is like a football lying sideways on the ground, slightly taller than me, with a white translucent soft shell on the surface, smooth and sticky, with a faint light shining 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 unidentified objects in the liquid that move strangely like a heartbeat.The light expands and contracts regularly with the fetal movement.

Perhaps it was me, an uninvited guest, who broke some unknown balance. The fetal movement of the giant egg stopped abruptly after I observed it for only a few seconds, and the light gradually went out.Then the soft shell ruptured from the lower half, a large amount of amniotic fluid-like liquid poured out from the inside quickly, and at the same time brought out the upper body of the creature inside.

At this moment, I am almost like the first passer-by to be killed in the prologue of a horror monster movie. For the present, it is the best policy to walk.But I couldn't get away, my feet were firmly nailed to the wet grass.Because I can clearly see the shape of that creature.

The naked creature crawled languidly out of a crack in the egg and stretched itself.This was actually an extremely beautiful female body, the paper-pale skin was covered with transparent mucus, faintly emitting a bright white light under the silver full moon.However, it doesn't look like a human being, it doesn't look like a human being at all, instead it looks like some kind of monster that is good at mimicking human beings.Obviously what I witnessed was such a charming female body, but the impression I formed in my heart was similar to seeing a mollusk living on the bottom of the sea, like a white octopus, or perhaps more like a glimpse of it from a half-open shell. White soft flesh.The impression of beauty is quite different from the beauty of a human female, rather a beautiful beast.

However, looking at this human-like and non-human thing, I was shocked, afraid, and at a loss, but also had a taboo squirm.I realized that I was congested with high blood pressure, the more frightened and squirming my heart was, the more I couldn't take my eyes away from it.It was as if a stick had been thrust roughly into my brain, churning my thoughts slowly and evenly like well-heated mud.

I walked up to it gently 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 choice that might make me regret it for the rest of my life.

There was a slight rubbing sound of the cloth, and after a while, I picked it up.

Then my life crashed onto another railroad of evil and depravity.

Just as I expected, it is indeed a monster with only a human form, and its food is people.Although it seems to have a high degree of intelligence, it can't understand human thinking. As a human, I can't understand what it usually thinks at all.I tried to teach it to speak, but I didn't know whether it had a different vocal organ or was unable to understand human language from the beginning. My attempts ended in failure.

In order to hide and feed it, he still committed the felony of murder.I'm not without normal morals, and I hope I can continue to be a good person.I can't even say that I have a dream of being a hero.Want to fight unforgivable villains and monsters like the protagonists of fictional stories, and become the hero of your dreams amidst flowers and applause.To this day, I have no intention of defending myself. Even if I am sentenced to death, I have no complaints. It is what I deserve.However, whenever something about it is involved, especially when it is next to it and in close contact with its body, the rationality that I thought was unshakable dissolves under some moist and sultry magic.

But outside of that, my true soul seemed to get another moment of respite.My heart seemed to be roughly split in two by its presence, the sane me and the crazy me.Sometimes I suspect that it may have some kind of supernatural charm that can easily dominate my mind and make me do things that are beneficial to it without hesitation, but I think it is my own heart.Just like fabricated in many stories, monsters use magic to confuse people's hearts and make people serve themselves wholeheartedly.If so, what a huge forgiveness for me.

But what if not?Maybe I'm really a despicable deviant, capable of committing the nastiest felonies for my own shameful and despicable desires.

It was another time when I came back from the trance of reminiscences, I found that it was close to me.It stared at me without saying a word, its expressionless eyes reminded me of insects gazing at their prey.

It must be a self-deceiving hallucination that I think it's worrying about me.The sticky, cold, eerie, soft, and cute tongue slowly licked my cheek—is this a gesture of caring?I hugged it involuntarily, and the painful and entangled lump in my heart melted briefly again.

Oh, ravage my soul, as I ravage your body.

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

In the next few years, I traveled around with it, and I no longer know how many people were killed and how many crimes were piled up.My spirit has accumulated extraordinary pressure, I don't know when it will collapse, maybe I have already collapsed.But every time I copulate with it, I find peace again.Sometimes I suck it greedily like a baby to its mother, and sometimes abuse it like a tyrant to a slave.Just as I was crazily asking for it, it was also crazily asking for me as if I couldn't get enough to eat. Such frequent intimate interactions made me feel that I had found a spiritual sustenance every time.

However, the nightmare will eventually visit.

Or maybe my dream is finally over.

After several twists and turns, the Security Bureau still caught my horse, and law enforcement warlocks wearing helmets attacked from all directions.In that battle, it died without any suspense, and I put down my weapon in despair.

I know there will be such a day. 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 is heavily sealed, and my body is also heavily restrained.Sometimes the ban will be released for interrogation, often accompanied by a lie detection device or a truth-telling spell; more often than not, I will stare at the silent and vast darkness in a daze, reviewing the bits and pieces between me and it over the years.

During that dry time, which was tantamount to torture, he even hallucinated some small and distorted ravings.But if one listens intently, the eerie babbling disappears like a mischievous goblin.

Anyway, I don't have a good life for a few days, and if they want to ask why, I will tell them all.My own mental journey so far, pain and entanglement, tyranny and joy, and the current view of the past.It can also be regarded as a summary of one's own life.

"Do you know sirens?" The interrogator sat across the square table and threw words at me.It was this man who led the team into my hiding place. He looked over 50 years old, with gray hair and obvious wrinkles on his face, but his posture was exceptionally tall and straight, and his eyes were as piercing as a falcon.While observing my expression changes, he continued, "In ancient ghost stories, this is an evil goblin who deceives people's hearts. He is good at using a beautiful singing voice full of magical powers to attract sailors across the sea and make them willingly become his own. Chinese food."

I passively and briefly replied: "I have heard about it."

"We dissected the corpse, and finally we were able to determine its habits and talents." He continued, "It's almost the same as I originally speculated. It is a monster that specializes in deceiving people. Although it is different from all known monsters, But many characteristics are similar to the sea monster, so we also use the "sea monster" as its nickname. What it is best at is to lure humans who approach it, hypnotize brainwashing, and transform the body into useful blades , catch prey for yourself, and repel the enemy."

"I'm really in love with it."

"People who have been hypnotized and brainwashed usually answer like this."

"I was not hypnotized or brainwashed. Those crimes were all committed by me. I deserve death."

"This is an unusual answer. Did you say the same thing when you were interrogated several times before? Moreover, instruments and spells can prove that your words are not mixed with any falsehood or acting skills. We think this is Strong evidence that you still have normal moral values. Also, we have checked your resume when you were still in school, and we have also asked your parents. You are undoubtedly a person with sound values. And you say that you can immediately incarnate For a villain who is willing to provide human flesh to monsters, this is unconvincing.” He said, “A young boy who is still in school and full of expectations for the future life is suddenly kidnapped by an evil monster from his parents one day. Abducted with 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 inhumane enough to give you such a "victim" sentencing."

"Am I a victim?" I asked back. "A victim with bloody hands?"

"Student Li, assuming that there is a superpower who is good at controlling the minds of others, he randomly selects a 'lucky' boxing champion from the sports news website, and manipulates it with his superpower, driving the boxing champion Do you think it was the boxing champion's fault for killing ten people who he disliked in life?"

"It's different. I'm not being controlled."

"The reason why you insist on this is because there are still sequelae of hypnotic brainwashing, just like people who just woke 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 itself in two days." He shook his head, "Although there are some emotional voices in our organization that think you are guilty, you can rest assured that our security bureau is law-abiding. If the law says you are guilty, you are guilty; if the law says you are innocent, you are innocent."

I am silent.

"In order to help you return to society as soon as possible, we have a psychotherapy program here. And, don't you still think you are a bad person? This psychotherapy program can also be regarded as the final psychological test." He said, "Are you really Whoever it is, the truth will definitely come to light by then."

This proposal cannot be refused from my standpoint, and there is no reason to refuse it.

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

...It seems that I had an incredible dream.

In the dream, I was like the protagonist in a fictional story, suddenly involved in extraordinary events from a life full of common sense, and was favored by the special power of going back in time.In the process, he also met a beautiful woman who manipulated the power of thunder and lightning, and fought side by side with her to fight against the evil and crazy demon.

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

Originally, I didn't even have the power to fight, but miraculously got a powerful weapon enough to allow me to participate in the magical battle. I stood up with the self-consciousness like a real hero, fought bravely, lost, and rose...

Finally, at the end of the journey, I came into contact with the truth of my own destiny, and experienced painful inner entanglements, but I did not lose my strength. Instead, I chose to face my fate after the entanglement.

What a dazzling dream...

Why can't it be me.

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

The interrogator stood by and waited.

And in the corner was a beautiful woman who seemed to be a college student, wearing a white carnation hair accessory, a white T-shirt and blue jeans.She stood there without saying a word, her left arm severed at the elbow and wrapped airtightly in a black bandage with a large number of scripture-like writings painted in red.

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

I am silent.

"Then, let's reconfirm. At the same time, this is also the last question." He said, "Are you helping the sea monster out of your own will, or are you brainwashed by the sea monster and have to do it as a last resort?"

"I'm not brainwashed," I said, "It's all voluntary."

Two days later, I was acquitted.

I still miss that slimy and cold flesh.

(End of this chapter)