The man also left the house and the house became empty.

After a while, a new person came to the house.

I looked at the strange young couple, and part of my consciousness didn't understand what was going on. On the other hand, I knew very well what was going on.

I can't control my body. During the day, I yelled in the empty house.

I miss my previous life.

However, I have gradually adapted to my new identity now.

I lay in the room and entertained myself.

Until a new resident came to this familiar house.

The puppy was the first to see me. It approached carefully, probably because it didn't understand what I was. It was very gentle and obedient, and it was a qualified pet dog and would not cause trouble to its owner.

I feel annoying.

I started messing with it on purpose.

It will scream a few times, but as soon as the owner scolds it, it will be quiet.

I hate it even more.

It has no aggression, and the small resistance is not worth mentioning to me.

Its owner misunderstood it, thinking it was yelling during the day and causing trouble.

The little consciousness in my heart is happy about it.

I can understand the idea of ​​that consciousness. The idea that is full of malicious intentions is just that I don’t want to see the same kind be liked, but that I don’t want to see the same kind behave differently from myself.

I locked the dog in a cage.

This is my new ability. I know that this ability appears together with the lush and growing malicious intention. The consciousness did not think deeply. It was just happy to see the dog being locked up.

The ability stimulates it.

It wants to do more.

It was beaten to death, and it didn't want to see another dog living well in this house.

So my body pounced on me.

My eyes were red. Before I could see clearly, I could only hear the screams of the dog, and I realized that the surrounding environment had changed.

In the dark night, I slowly walked into the bedroom and approached the two people lying on the bed.

I jumped lightly onto the bed, and my humid breathing squirted on the back of the two men's necks.

I saw goose bumps coming out of their skin.

It's really interesting.

They woke up, they were scared.

They were obviously big men and could beat me to death, but now they were as afraid of me as the child I killed.

I teased them.

I was confused for a moment.

The surrounding scenery has changed again.

I left the house and I already knew I didn't need to stay there anymore.

I met other similar people in the community. I followed them back and wanted to see what kind of life they lived.

A big dog grinned at me and roared. Its owner couldn't hold it back.

I hate it.

I avoided it.

It was tied up and could not bite me.

I lowered my tail and approached it carefully. I leaned against it and exposed my belly to it. This was a gesture of surrender.

It was a fool and soon became confused. Its owner scolded him a few more times. After I took the opportunity to approach its owner, it misunderstood my identity.

I entered its home.

I think it hates even more.

Its owner canned it, combed it, and bathed it. It played with its owner.

I dare not attack it and its owner directly.

Malicious intentions continue to grow.

My body started to hurt. I remembered the process of being beaten to death. It was a very long process. I was bit by bit broken and blood was shedding bit by bit.

Tick... Tick...

The flesh and blood on my body left, and the ground was dripping.

I am becoming what I am when I die.

The dog was frightened and let out a threatening roar, but he didn't dare to rush over.

Its owner didn't understand what was going on, so he turned his head along its sight.

I saw him slowly widening his eyes. He was shocked and was also scared.

I took a step forward. The broken leg bones came from a heart-wrenching pain. A piece of flesh fell down on my body.

"Ah!" the man screamed, hit the table behind him, and fell to the ground.

He gasped heavily, but his heart and lungs seemed to have stopped functioning.

I like this expression of his.

The dog was yelling, but still didn't dare to get close, so he could only circle around its owner.

I saw the gray yin energy in my eyes, like the blood flowing from my body, approaching the man bit by bit.

I seemed to have grabbed his heart, and with just one force, I could easily kill him.

I was thinking about it, and he disappeared.

I pounced forward and bite something.

A familiar smell penetrated my nose.

I bite it, and with the scream, my blood was boiling.

I saw the chaotic scene.

That woman!

The woman who abandoned me!

I threw down the flesh beside my mouth and ran after the woman.

The woman was so scared that her legs were weak and fell to the ground.

I saw that man.

The woman's crying failed to stop him. He rushed into the room in a few steps and closed the door.

"Ah Xiong! Tang Yingxiong!" The woman's sharp voice turned into a howl.

I bit the woman's leg and was kicked away by the woman. She climbed forward, climbed to the door, knocked on the door, scratched her nails, and pulled off a little bit of wood chips from the door.

I jumped onto the woman and bit the woman's shoulder.

Her struggle became weak.

I kept biting her until I confirmed that she died.

I no longer need the protection of women. She abandoned me and she died.

And one damn one.

I bumped into the door.

I could hear the man inside the door screaming.

I was not in a hurry to go in, I just hit the door and left claw marks on the door with my paws, making a creepy rubbing sound.

After I had enough fun, I knocked open the door and looked at the man in the room jokingly.

I found him holding a desk lamp in his hand. Before I could get closer, he waved the desk lamp to hit me.

I was startled, stepped back and dodged.

He refused to give in and threw other things to hit me. However, he didn't have much to use.

I found a gap and rushed towards him.

He suddenly pulled out the belt around his waist and waved it randomly.

Ao!
To be continued...