That might simply have been a dream dreamt by a little demon that had never experienced human emotions.
An unreachable dream.
Since when was it?
She came to know that so-called beautiful dreams were built entirely upon the suffering of her own kind.
Every time she made those people show a smile, one of her kind would be tortured and tormented by the backlash of that pain.
You were born a Nightmare.
You should follow the principles and guidelines of a Nightmare.
What is a Nightmare?
Hesitating amidst the waves, trembling as dreams turn into nightmares.
Your existence has never had anything to do with beauty, and those perverted things you did against the natural order will ultimately become the seeds you planted, and now you are merely reaping the fruit you bore.
The little demon in the darkness stood flustered and helpless, wanting to explain to someone.
Explain to whom? That did not matter.
What mattered was that, even now, she still could not possibly give up that naive fantasy.
Perhaps there was another way.
Perhaps we do not have to rely on bringing nightmares to people and harvesting the suffering of others as our food.
We.......
【Stop looking for excuses for your own weakness】
【Things that bring beauty have their own beautiful things to do them; things born and nurtured by heaven and earth cannot escape their destiny】
Chapter 833