Be a squeamish bag in Unlimited Live

Nian bowed his head and knelt on the ground, letting the meteor-like sparks of sawdust hit him, "I am willing to use my one hand to exchange for the incomparable power of ordinary people."

"Use my blood, my flesh, to punish their crimes."

"I would like to split my soul in two, one half dark and the other light."

"I would like to exchange my pure white soul for a reunion with my lover."

"Don't wake up my lover, wait until he is willing."

He inherited the title of Viscount Vader, and became a night demon who changed the face of people, killing all the people who must be killed.

He is manic and bloodthirsty, and he can't help but cut open the fat belly of his prey when he lures people into the villa.

He felt nauseous, yet incomparably happy.

until the doorbell rings.

The pretty boy with the flowers in his bare feet walked cautiously into the bloody house.

He looked so pitiful and innocent, with a pair of sea blue round eyes, as if he didn't expect to run into a murder scene.

"Little guy, tell me what you saw?"

"me……"

The young man stuttered, trying his best to open his eyes wide and pretend to be empty and dazed, and his voice was so thin and soft that it was cute: "Sir, what are you talking about?"

"Sorry, sir, I can't see."