Tanmei Fairy Tales

He hurriedly grabbed the ax placed by the bed, it was the weapon he never left his body even when he was sleeping, and it was the source of his last sense of security.Don't be afraid, don't panic, you are just a child, you have an ax in your hand, you are a hunter who can kill even wolf monsters at will, why are you afraid of a child!

There was a flash of lightning, and he mustered up his courage, raised his ax and stood in front of him.But... the young man slowly raised his hand, stretched out his five fingers, and made a grabbing gesture in the air. The ax seemed to have a spirituality, and it flew directly into the young man's body with a "swoosh..." hands!

The hunter opened his mouth wide open in astonishment, and a voice in his heart told him: "Your death time has come!"

He subconsciously shrank back, shrank back until his back was against the wall, and there was no way to escape.Finally, he slumped on the bed weakly, staring blankly at the ax that was about to kill him, and approached step by step...

He muttered to himself: "Impossible, impossible...how could you...how could you..."

Yes, how could a young and weak boy suddenly possess the power of revenge?

There is a legend in the forest: If you want to gain the power of the witch god, you have to sacrifice yourself to nature, to the evil god wandering in the dark sky of the forest.Using the power of blood and hatred, the evil god will regenerate you. The evil god will inject infinite strength and courage into your body. From that moment on, you will no longer be the original you.

After the boy buried his grandmother's body, he was reluctant to bury Xiao Hui's body.He hugged the cold Xiao Hui and didn't move for a long time.He thought of that legend, he thought of revenge—yes, all his loved ones are dead, only revenge!Only revenge!It is the only belief in his life now.I want revenge!

He put Xiao Hui's body into the dirt pit, then smiled, and sat in his abdominal cavity that had been cut in half, covering it with the dirt with his own hands.In this way, he sleeps forever in the body of his lover, rests peacefully in this coffin of flesh and blood and hatred, waiting for his new life...

Finally, when the first thunder rang out in the sky, a bloodless hand stretched out from the soil.A young man in a blood-red cloak returned to the world from the breath of death.He is a vengeful ghost, he is a life-threatening spirit, his cloak is red with the blood of his lover, and his hatred will never fade!His name is "Little Red Riding Hood".

An ax ended the hunter's sinful life.Immediately afterwards, countless slashes chopped the hunter's body into a pulp.

"Grandma, Xiao Hui, I have avenged you..." The boy stood in the rain, looked at the boundless sky, and sighed.

From then on, there is no boy in white clothes and white hat in this forest, but there is a legend about Little Red Riding Hood walking in the forest with an ax in the night of lightning and thunder, looking for revenge from the villain.

If anyone in the world dares to cross the boundary between good and evil, his soul will cross the boundary of time and space and come to you.Under the knife and the axe, how can the wicked be allowed to plead?

Well, my story is over.Friends, good and evil, crime and punishment, are only in your own thoughts.