Personality V: I will save everything

In the early morning, Jack woke up from bed.

"That's it again."

There was a faint smell of blood in the air. Jack was exhausted, even numb.

You don't have to think twice to know that the "bad boy" must be out hunting again.

Why is this happening again? Why, why, why is it me?

Jack had had enough, he no longer wanted to use his body to kill people.

Why? Why did the demon "Fog Ghost" come to find me?

"Fog Ghost" has already killed everyone around him, and now he is even starting to attack innocent people.

Jack curled up on the bed in pain, crying.

This guy "Fog Ghost" is like a demon that is clinging to him.

Jack felt like there were countless hands dragging him into the deep ocean.

I couldn't struggle, I just had the fear of the deep sea and the darkness, but I couldn't die. I could only keep feeling this feeling of suffocation, constant death, waking up again, dying again, and waking up again, which tortured me non-stop.

You want to ask Jack if he ever thought about committing suicide? Of course I thought about it.

Jack had picked up the knife and pointed it at his neck countless times, constantly telling himself that with just one blow, he would be able to get rid of this demon.

It's a pity that "Fog Ghost" can give himself this opportunity? Whenever Jack wanted to stab the knife down, the "fog ghost" would turn into smoke and entangle his hands, making it impossible to do anything.

I can only bear it constantly every day. When I wake up in the morning, I feel guilty for innocent lives, and I am afraid of the "fog ghost" who doesn't know when it will come out. There is no way to escape, and there is no way to die.

Jack knew that this was the "Fog Ghost"'s plan. He was waiting for the day when his spirit collapsed so that the "Fog Ghost" could fully control his body.

Every time when Jack asked the "fog ghost", why did he do this? Why not just take away your own body?

"Fog Ghost"'s answer is always, "Because we are one, Jack. I am you and you are me. I am just the 'bad boy' side of you. You should not reject me, you should accept me." "

Jack is now even thinking that the "fog ghost" is right, maybe he should really accept it, so that everything will be freed.

Just as Jack was thinking wildly, he accidentally caught a glimpse of an envelope stuffed into the door.

Out of politeness, Jack picked up the envelope.

Then the moment he picked up the envelope, the "fog ghost" appeared.

“Smells so good.”

Behind Jack, a large amount of smoke suddenly appeared and gradually condensed into a solid substance.

"Fog Ghost" put his devil-like face close to the envelope, stretched out his long tongue, and kept licking the fiery red lip mark on the envelope.

Jack was shocked by this, not so much at the appearance of the "fog ghost", but at the time of its appearance. It had never appeared during the day before.

However, before Jack said anything, the "fog ghost" had already opened the envelope with smoke before him, but it did not read what was said in the letter, but took out the photo that had been prepared in the letter. And a lock of silver-white hair.

"What a beauty!"

The "fog ghost" stretched out its long tongue, licked the photo, and played with the silver strand of white hair with smoke.

On the other side, while Jack took advantage of the "fog ghost"'s attention and was attracted by the photo, he quickly browsed the letter and burned the letter with the candle on the bedside.

There's no other reason, it's just because it says so on the envelope.

Dear Jack, or Mr. Jack the Ripper,

Sorry to bother you, I would like to invite you to my manor for a game. The winning prize of the game is that I can help you get rid of the little devil around you who is causing trouble to you.

In addition, after reading this letter, please be sure to burn it and be careful not to let the "fog ghost" notice~

Oritis Manor welcomes you.

Lord of the Manor

How is this going? "Fog ghost" or have I been discovered? I am the murderer, I am Jack the Ripper.

After reading the content of this letter, Jack was completely panicked.

what should I do? what should I do? I don’t want this, I don’t want it at all, I just want to be a painter honestly. Why? Why do I have to go through this? Why?

The letter said he would help me get rid of the "fog ghost", is that true? Should I believe it? Can anyone deal with this demon?

"Oh, Jack, what are you thinking? If the content of the letter is that this beauty invites us to his place, then who are we as gentlemen to refuse?"

"Fog Ghost" seems to have finally recovered from that photo. He had actually noticed that Jack had burned the letter behind his back, but he didn't care what was written in the letter. He just hoped that it was a letter from an upper-class woman inviting them to visit.

Please don't get me wrong, Jack has no lust for this, he just simply likes to see the blood-red liquid bursting out of her snow-white body.

Such a charming and charming person will surely make the most beautiful red picture.

Of course Jack knew what the "fog ghost" was thinking, and he was also thinking about whether to go to the manor mentioned in the letter?

Maybe it's just a prank.

Jack comforted himself mentally.

But soon, Jack thought that the other party had already written clearly in the letter that he knew that he was Jack the Ripper. This was definitely not a joke.

But the other party also said that he could help him get rid of this trouble, his demon for many years.

is it possible?

Over the years, it's not like Jack hasn't tried some methods to expel the demon that is attached to him. He has tried every method, but it doesn't work.

In this case, there’s no harm in giving it a try.

"Yes, it is indeed this lady who invited us to her place. She hopes that I can draw a portrait of her." Jack, who was determined, said to the "Fog Ghost".

"Oh, then what are we waiting for? Letting a beautiful lady wait is not what a gentleman should do." The "fog ghost" was really excited to hear that he could indeed go to the house of the woman in the photo. , it can’t wait to see that scene.

So he urged Jack to pack his bags, prepare the canvas and go to the lady's house.

Then as soon as the door was opened, neither it nor Jack noticed what happened, and they both lost consciousness.

On the other side, in the study room of the manor.

"...So host, this is why you prepared that envelope, that photo, and that strand of hair." The system asked speechlessly.

"Then you still need to ask? System, otherwise, why do you think I would go to such trouble to send this letter?"

"But host, couldn't you just invite Jack to the manor and draw a portrait for you?" The system was puzzled. Isn't it really unnecessary for the host to do this?

"..." I am speechless, this stupid system.

"System, you are stupid. If I invite you directly, both Jack and the "bad boy" will be suspicious of this." I explained helplessly to the system, oh, forget it, it is my own stupid system, please bear with me. Come on.

"And even if Jack wants to come, he still can't come if the 'bad boy' doesn't want to, so we have to make them both want to come at the same time."

"That's why, host, you took that photo, left scent and lip prints on the envelope, and then put a strand of your hair in the envelope, in order to attract the 'bad boys'." The system understood. .

"That's right, you finally understand the system." Well, good, good, the system finally understands.

Just when I wanted to discuss some follow-up issues with the system, the study door suddenly opened.

"Daddy, daddy." The little guy Andrew ran over again in a hurry.

"Mom." Karl also learned to walk and wandered over after Andrew.

"Hey, my little darlings, why are you here?" I picked them both up with a smile and sat on my lap.

"Dad, can we really go out to play with Uncle Joseph?" Andrew asked first.

"Of course, my little baby, didn't you agree? You go out with Karl, Joseph and Claude."

"But dad, won't you go out with us?" Andrew said the purpose of coming to the study.

"I want mom to go out with us." Karl also echoed next to him with a sweet voice.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, my little darlings. I also want to go out and play with you, but unfortunately I really have a lot of things to do. Can you wait until next time? I will definitely make it up to you next time." I coaxed the children in a gentle voice.

"Okay, it's settled, Dad." After hearing what I said, Andrew had no choice but to agree.

"I want mom to go out with us." Karl repeated what he said in a sweet voice beside him.

"Brother Carl, let's not embarrass dad. He really has something important to do. How about I come and play with you?" Upon seeing this, Andrew began to comfort Carl like an older brother.

"Okay." Karl had no choice but to agree.

Andrew took Karl's hand and left the study, and went to play with Claude in the garden.

I smiled and watched them leave.

"Host, why did you send them out of the manor?" the system who witnessed the whole process asked.

"Of course it's because the character this time is too dangerous. After all, he is also the murderous Jack the Ripper. In fact, the time I extracted now is when he is fighting for control of his body with the "bad boy". But His risk is still too high and it is safer to send the children out."

After listening to my answer, the system also understood.

But suddenly, the system remembered something very important.

"Hey, wait a minute, that's wrong. Host, Joseph looks like this. Can he go out?"

The system refers to Joseph's right eye, which has long been replaced with a crystal prosthetic eye, and the cracks on his face and body.

If Joseph goes out like that, will he really not be mistaken for a porcelain doll that has become a spirit? Or a porcelain doll that was broken into pieces.

The system thinks so.

"You don't need to say it, stupid system, you are stupid. When I adopted Andrew and Carl, I could cast a small disguise on my appearance. Don't I think I can't cast one on Joseph as well? "This stupid system is really blind.

"And not only did I disguise Joseph as a normal person, I even gave him a money bag from which he could continuously take out cash, so that no matter what he was doing outside with the children, nothing would happen to him. .”

The system was curious, "Host, what does it mean that everything will be fine if you have money?"

"System, do you know what Shakespeare once said? 'Gold! Yellow, shining, precious gold! No, gods, I am not an idle believer; I only want you to give me some roots! This thing, just a little bit, can turn black into white, ugly into beautiful, wrong into right, humble into noble, old into young, coward into brave.'"

The system went silent.

"Casting disguises on Joseph is just a small part, the most important thing is money, you know? The system, just like Andrew's white hair, people will bully him, spurn him, say he is a devil, his white hair is actually It only accounts for a small part. The real reason is that he is an orphan that no one wants. But if on the contrary, when he is the son of a noble, a wealthy businessman, or even a king, no one dares to say anything about him. One might even say that his white hair is a symbol of holiness.”

I said to myself.

"That's why I gave them a purse with unlimited money."

so. Do you understand now? system.

"I understand...Host..." the system replied.

"Okay, system. Let's stop this topic now. I need to say goodbye to the children now. After all, they will leave the manor temporarily tomorrow." After that, I left the study.

By this time it was getting dark, and the children needed to go to bed.

I went to Andrew's room first.

"Good night, Andrew." After saying that, I left a gentle kiss on his forehead.

"Good night, Dad."

I went to Carl's room again.

"Good night, Karl." After saying that, I also left a gentle kiss on Karl's head.

"Good night, Mom."

After doing all this, I also returned to my bedroom. Although I no longer have to sleep, I can't help being lazy.

Just when I was lying on the bed, preparing to fall asleep, my bedroom door was opened.

I looked at the door and found Andrew and Carl standing at the door of my bedroom. Carl was still holding the bear doll I gave him.

How could I not understand what they wanted to do?

"Come here, my children." I patted the bed and asked them to come over.

Neither Andrew nor Karl spoke, they just came over silently and crawled into the quilt.

"Good night, my babies." I said to them gently, patting their bodies and humming softly to lull them to sleep.

Good night, my dearest dad/mom.