[Leilu Modern AU] Scarlet World

There was a moment when Louis felt a killing intent.

He wanted to kill Lester.

He wanted to renounce all faith, kill Lestat, burn it all, and kill himself in the light of the fire, leaving it all in ashes.

Because if this is the case, no one in the world will know the past of Vanna Pudula.

The victimized lamb has already gone to heaven, he is pure and innocent, and has never been a sinner, but he still has to repent to God, and he will surely receive the mercy and forgiveness of the Lord;

The vicious perpetrator has just gone to hell. He died in fear and pain. He suffered physical pain during his lifetime, and he will also be tortured to torture his soul after death.

If Louis Pudula dies, Lester Drianco dies too, this sensational truth, this unethical truth, this blasphemous truth, will be dusted here thousands of kilometers away from York In the outskirts of the warehouse, even the world's most brilliant detectives can no longer explore the slightest.

However, Louis couldn't do it.

He couldn't do it at all.

It's not because he can't commit murder.In fact, he has changed from the moment he guessed the truth; after the terrible conjecture was cruelly confirmed, after the truth was repeatedly emphasized by the criminals in a disgusting tone, after he decided to do it himself with blood on his hands After a six-year-late blood revenge, he was no longer that innocent rich young master.

He had stepped into a new world, a world in which Lester Drianko lived.He followed the footsteps of Leicester, he Nirvana in the cocoon made of hatred and pain, and then he broke out of the cocoon, raised the weapon of judgment, he did not become a beautiful butterfly, but Became a whole new Louis Pudula.He didn't think there was anything wrong with that.

He just killed a person, not manslaughter, not self-defense, it was brutal, bloody and merciless killing.He couldn't tell why he could harvest a living person's life so coldly, whether it was because of the fanaticism of revenge, or because of the need to vent years of repression; because the tyrannical image that Lester had never seen before made him an excellent teacher Demonstration, or the desire for blood and killing that has always been dormant in the depths of his soul.

He couldn't distinguish anything, maybe all of them.But he felt great.And, if necessary, he could kill another one.

However, he couldn't kill Lester.

He couldn't even complete his attempt, he couldn't even cut Lester's skin slightly with the tip of the knife, so he retreated slumped.

Because, he couldn't kill Leicester who offered him the weapon.This Leicester who loves him.This Leicester he loved.

Nor can he use a knife stained with the blood of an irreconcilable enemy to kill this lover who can even entrust his life to him.

No.Absolutely not.

He felt that he was really going to hell after death, or, as he once said, he was already in hell.

Because he has obtained the love of the devil, and now, he has given exactly the same answer.He didn't even have time to ask how it happened.

That is, one day suddenly, Lester Drianko appeared in front of him in a way that could not be refused.He teased him, teased him, touched him, seduced him, kissed him, seduced him.Give him warmth, care for him, and comfort for his soul.

He is sad for his sadness, happy for his happiness, like a child, sometimes cheating, sometimes jealous, sometimes furious, sometimes at a loss.He trusted him with absolute sincerity, defenseless.He told him his mysterious identity, told him about his tragic childhood, and introduced him to his best friend for many years...

But even though they have become close so quickly, Lester still doesn't want Louis to see the dark side of his heart, and he works hard to restrain himself, hide himself, and only want to show the good, not the bad.This kind of concealment made it difficult for Louis to fully see this powerful and almost perfect blond man.Louis didn't feel offended at all when Lester yelled about blasphemy, he just felt more real.

And now, Lester Drianko was finally completely seen in front of Louis, and all the bad factors in his bones were seen by Louis.

His cruelty, his cruelty, his violence, his bloodlust.It is neither a description nor an imagination, it is the blood dripping vividly, and it is the tragic scream that still rings in my ears.

Lester, he's a real bloodthirsty devil, he's a born killer.

Where is Louis?He wasn't afraid at all, and he didn't even need to overcome any fear.He trembled because of resentment and agitation, and his vomiting was a physiological reaction of this body, but his mind was very calm, and he accepted it naturally, and even thought that this was the right track, this should be Lester true colors.

Because Louis knows, he loves Lester.Because he loves him, so his love can contain everything about him.

Lester no longer has to worry about what he can't accept and hide something, and Lester can no longer hide anything.

So Charlie Comblan, who had suffered Leicester's tyranny, accused Leicester of being a devil.

But Comron himself is obviously a devil.

In fact, to Louie, they were all devils.

A devil grandiosely pushed him into the abyss of suffering, and a devil tried his best to help him find redemption.

He gave the former devil the pain and punishment of blood, and now, he wants to give the latter devil his life's love.

During the six years of self-indulgence and self-exile, Louis repeatedly thought about a question: What is the meaning of life?

Now he understands.

The meaning of life is pain.

Of course, it's also love.

......

Lester walked out of the warehouse with a little worry.

After Louis promised him to give up looking for death, he fell into a long thought and didn't speak for a long time.

Then, after Louis finally came to his senses, the black-haired man still didn't say anything. He didn't ask how to deal with the corpse, and he didn't justify his killing intent just now. He just asked him to leave first. A little alone time for him.

Lester agreed.He told Louie that he would stay in the field outside the warehouse, waiting in their car.

In fact, Lester didn't know whether Louis heard or not, but he couldn't do anything more.

He didn't know that at the moment his back disappeared behind the door, Louis who had just been helped to sit by him finally fell down without strength.

Louis lay down on his side in a baby curled up posture, lying in the cold shadow of the moonlight, lying on the dirty floor of the warehouse.

TBC.

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