Mo Ran is not a good person. He likes seeing the look of fear and terror in others' eyes, and he also likes seeing them kneel before him, crying and begging him to let them go.
He revels in the pleasure of humiliating others.
Before he possessed absolute power, this was exactly how he was humiliated. After killing the version of himself that emerged from the mirror, he transformed from a victim into a perpetrator.
Being a good person?
Mo Ran snorted disdainfully. He had never been a good person and could never do those hypocritical things. He didn't need others' admiration or affection, nor did he need their praise.
He was the kind of scum rotten to the core.
However, although his power had grown, he lacked a good family background. If he truly caused any serious trouble, he still wouldn't be able to bear the consequences.
In this society, there are many things that physical strength can't solve. After all, he was already past the age of fourteen; if he went too far, he would end up in jail.
It was at this time that he set his sights on Su Qing.
Su Qing was the young master of the Su Corporation, the sole heir. Even if he committed murder, his background would be enough to smooth things over.
Su Qing was an idiot. Mo Ran demonstrated some power in front of him, threw in a few casual lies, and Su Qing became his follower.
But the price of making him a follower was very high.
Mo Ran held nothing back and began to act recklessly in Su Qing's name, since Su Qing's parents would clean up any mess for him.
But at some point, everything changed.
Su Qing became unusually... captivating to him?
Yes, captivating.
From the moment Su Qing came out of the restroom, Mo Ran inexplicably couldn't look away. Whenever he accidentally touched him, his heart would start racing uncontrollably, and he even wanted to touch him more.
This wasn't right.
This was very wrong.
How could someone like him ever be captivated by anyone, let alone that idiot Su Qing? Mo Ran suspected that staying up late for the past couple of days had addled his brain.
Yeah, he should just get some sleep.
He figured he must have developed some problems from all the late nights.
However, sleep did not diminish this desire; instead, it amplified it, because he dreamed of the day's events while asleep.
The classroom was the same, but now there were only two people inside.
Su Qing, and him.
Su Qing, who had just woken from a nightmare, seemed greatly frightened. His delicately handsome face was damp—traces of having cried.
Mo Ran's pupils constricted slightly. He almost reacted on the spot.
Su Qing, when crying, was just too beautiful.
He asked, "Brother Su, what's wrong?"
"...Had a nightmare."
A nightmare? What kind of nightmare?
Mo Ran looked at the young man whose lips were rubbed a bright red from wiping them, and he spoke as if casually.
"I often have nightmares too. I always dream of monsters chasing me. That's really terrifying, Brother Su. Is that the kind of dream you had too?"
"Mm."
No. That's not it.
Absolutely not.
Su Qing was a liar. The dream he had was definitely not that kind.
Completely different from during the day. During the day, even knowing Su Qing was lying, he hadn't said anything. But now, he spoke.
"It was that kind of dream, wasn't it?"
"An erotic dream."
He approached Su Qing step by step, carrying an indescribable air of force and aggression.
"Were you being taken by someone in your dream?"
Hearing this, Su Qing looked up in astonishment, startled, and took a step back, completely confirming Mo Ran's suspicion.
Mo Ran's Adam's apple bobbed uncontrollably. Breaking from his usual demeanor, he gripped Su Qing's hand, pressing him against the wall. What churned in his eyes was a thick, dark lust.
"Brother Su really is such a lustful person, having dreams like this even during class."
"Since you're this horny, why not let me help you out."
......
After waking up, the desire in Mo Ran's eyes had yet to fade. He lifted the blanket to look at his slightly damp pants, his expression a complex mix of intense frustration.
Although he was a scumbag, he didn't think he was that kind of scumbag, right?
He ran his hand through his hair impatiently, but certain sensual images in his mind just wouldn't go away. Even some audacious, outrageous thoughts began to take root and sprout in his brain.
He might be an even bigger scumbag now.
But the problem was, if he made a move on any other classmate, the Su family might be able to suppress it. Making a move on Su Qing, however, was absolutely impossible.
He was just bad, not stupid.
The Su family cherished Su Qing too much. As long as the Su family existed, he could never put his thoughts into action.
To get Su Qing, the only way would be if the Su family ceased to exist, or if he became strong enough that even the Su family couldn't protect Su Qing from him.
It seemed that neither of these possibilities was something he could achieve.
Mo Ran could only hide his covetous desires and force himself to give up this audacious idea.
But many things aren't something you can just give up on. Once the seed of desire is planted, it always grows uncontrollably into a towering tree, especially when the object of his desire was right in front of him every single day.
Looking so alluring.
Mo Ran had even thought about taking the person away recklessly, going to a place where no one could find them, and hiding him away.
But the Su Corporation was vast and powerful. He was sure that the moment he stole the person away, the entire city would be completely locked down the next second.
He didn't stand a chance.
For the first time, Mo Ran hated his own birth. If he and Su Qing could just swap identities, he would have locked him long ago.
Not like now, where he could only lurk like a rat in the sewer, coveting a cheese he could never have.
But it wasn't entirely hopeless. If he could obtain absolute power, strong enough to crush anyone, then no one would dare to oppose him.
The person in the mirror was the opportunity.
As long as killing the person in the mirror granted strange powers, killing other people's mirror selves would also yield power.
It was just too slow.
Originally, Mo Ran was prepared to accept this slow pace, but then a pleasant surprise fell from the sky: First High School turned into a ghost domain, and all the ghosts inside the mirrors came out.
This is going to be a world of horror, a world where the Su family background is useless. Su Qing can no longer rely on his family name.
The only one he can rely on is him.
Without a second thought, Mo Ran went to find Su Qing, even feeling a pang of regret that he hadn't been by his side when the incident occurred.
He must be terrified. He must be desperate to see his little follower.
Without his background, without his support, Su Qing is his now.
Even if he bullies him to the point of tears, Su Qing would have no recourse. He could finally put the things from his dreams into practice.
The corners of Mo Ran's mouth twitched uncontrollably, revealing an excited and deranged smile.
However, Mo Ran couldn't find him.
He searched for a very long time, scouring every corner of First High School, but couldn't find him.
For the first time in a long while, a flicker of panic rose in Mo Ran's heart. He knew just how weak Su Qing was. He struggled even to carry a five-kilogram shot put, let alone encounter a ghost.
What if he ran into danger before Mo Ran could find him...
Mo Ran refused to think about it. Su Qing absolutely could not come to harm. Absolutely not.
To speed up the search, he chose to cooperate with Xiao Shiyi.
He had long noticed Xiao Shiyi coveting Su Qing as well, which stirred a murderous intent within him. Anyone who coveted Su Qing deserved to die.
But for now, he needed Xiao Shiyi's help to find him. He could kill him after they found Su Qing, Mo Ran thought, without a shred of guilt.
He was a bad person, after all. Bad people don't bother with honor or integrity.
Just as he was suppressing his murderous intent and discussing cooperation with Xiao Shiyi, a sound came from outside. Someone seemed to be eavesdropping.
People needed outlets for their stress. If he couldn't kill Xiao Shiyi yet, he could certainly kill someone else, right?
A glint of bloodthirst flashed in Mo Ran's eyes. Without a moment's hesitation, he flashed towards the source of the sound.
A moving eyeball?
A normal person's eyeball couldn't move like that. It had to be the eyeball of a ghost. And for a ghost to be this persistent, the only possible reason was Su Qing.
The one eavesdropping was Su Qing.
A wide, brilliant grin spread across Mo Ran's face.
"Brother Su, will you come out nicely on your own? Or should I drag you out?"
Mo Ran couldn't wait any longer. He bent down to look under the teacher's podium.
It was just a piece of clothing.
Just as Mo Ran was about to leave in disappointment with Xiao Shiyi, he slowly came to a halt.
Su Qing had gotten smarter lately. If it really was him eavesdropping just now, he definitely wouldn't come out obediently.
Even if he wasn't in that classroom, he had to be somewhere nearby.
Without a second thought, Mo Ran turned around and went back. That's when he noticed movement coming from the balcony area.
Sure enough, that's where the person was.
Mo Ran looked down at Su Qing from above, a brilliant smile on his face barely concealing his barely suppressed excitement.
"Need some help?"
Mo Ran was so excited he felt like he was going crazy. He couldn't wait to jump down from the podium, couldn't wait to pull the person into his arms.
However, Su Qing's body temperature was as cold as the dead.
In that moment, Mo Ran was more terrified than he had ever been in his life—even more terrified than when he had nearly been killed by the person in the mirror back then. It was the most frightened he had ever felt.
He couldn't accept Su Qing's death.
He had so many ideas he hadn't yet put into practice, so much he hadn't yet gotten from Su Qing, and now Su Qing was about to die.
He wouldn't allow it.
Absolutely not.
He agreed to the proposal to summon the "deity" without a moment's hesitation, even though he knew that "deity" was definitely not a benevolent one.
As long as Su Qing could live, he didn't care if everyone else died.
He had never been a good person.
But what Mo Ran didn't expect was that the "deity" also coveted Su Qing.
It seemed like... he had paved the way for someone else.
Unwilling, so unwilling.
But the power of a deity was not something they could contend with, especially since he only had his last breath left in him. With this unwillingness burning in his heart, he slowly closed his eyes.
Was this the punishment for all the evil he had done?
......
"The deity" was vaguely aware that their world was merely a game instance, but they did not know the specific content of the game, nor the exact conditions for clearing it.
They were not interested in this.
And it was precisely because of their lack of interest that the young man found a loophole and cleared their instance.
The 'deity' grew angry and wanted to forcibly keep the person there.
But clearly, there was an even more powerful existence outside the instance; they simply couldn't forcefully detain the person within it. They could only use blood as a pact, establishing a soul connection with the young man.
Wherever he went, they could follow.
However, before they could feed the young man their blood, he vanished.
They looked at their suddenly empty arms, their entire being radiating a terrifying murderous aura, causing the whole instance to become unstable.
It didn't matter. The person had run away; they would just catch him again.
He would become their bride eventually.
The deity paid a tremendous price, leaving their own instance to go to another.
The other instance also had its own boss, and as an invading boss, they were not a match. They secretly hid, planning to find an opportunity to ambush and devour the other's power.
They succeeded, but not completely.
Because they didn't successfully devour the other; instead, they merged with them.
It didn't matter.
This time, they absolutely would not lose again.
