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The creature resembled neither a human nor a ghost. The Violet Rain Bird’s expression turned grim, its massive body trembling. “Be careful, Master Adrian. This is a Human Ghoul.” A Human Ghoul was a humanoid monster classified as a type of daemonic beast. Its sharp fangs and black eyes presented a truly frightening sight. As the creature growled, Adrian's gaze turned icy. “You really think you’re something?” He charged at the beast.

“Who we are does not matter, what matters is that the Wolves will die tonight!” Zephyr huffed, produced out his sword, and quickly sprinted towards him. “Ha! Do you not know where you are? I am Ghost! You will not be spared tonight!” he replied. Seeing Zephyr rush over, Ghost steadied himself. “Wolf’s Howl!” Ghost howled, with that the attack started. Even though he looked barbaric and unruly, he was very careful. Seeing how many of his men had been slaughtered, even if he did not know who Zephyr was, he knew he was formidable.

It was a Psychological-Horror landscape—the sanctuary had become a gallery of Elara’s maternal trauma. "Elara, stay back," Kazimir warned, drawing his Glitch-Blade. The flickering edge hissed as it moved through the air, sensing the Corrupted-Code of the ghosts. "The garden is dying, Elara," the ghosts whispered in unison, a hundred different voices creating a Polychromatic Chorus that shook the ground. "The General is gone, but the shards remain. We are the 'Infection' you can never delete." One of the ghosts—the one in the lab coat—walked toward Elara. She didn't have feet; she drifted across the grass, the moss turning to gray ash beneath her. She stopped inches from Elara’s face.

“Is it about your werewolf friend?” Ghost sighed. “Well, he’s not the only one...” He trailed off. Scar’s eyes snapped in his direction. It took a moment, just a moment for him to comprehend the implication, and then he watched as Ghost’s eyes changed color, from bluish-grey to a glowing amber. His jaw dropped, his mouth gaped open...

“Hold him down!” Ghost sprang forward, smacking him with the gun, still, the name danced on his lips like a lifeline. The needle sank into his veins, slowly draining the strength from him. His hands fell on the mattress, his breathing teasing, as he fought against the drug. “... Laura,” he snuggled into the mattress, gradually going limp. Ghost grinned, brushing the hair from his face. “Salve, mortuus redux.” He should enjoy the rest of his time, because very soon, he’d be going to the land of the dead.

Soon Gao yu's face started contorting, though Gao yu could see a lot of activities on this floor but he was the only one seeing it. There seems to be a lot of ghosts on patient garb, at first they all seem to be moving towards the same location but after noticing him they all turned to rush after him. Gao yu tried shutting his eyes just as said before not only does Gao yu developed resistance for drug, he also at some point developed resistance for the fear of ghosts. Though they normally made him sick even after he developed resistance but he don't fear them that much now as he used to do

Chi la! It was like a full tomato that was cut open at this moment. The giant face was immediately torn apart. But soon, countless vengeful ghosts rushed out. These vengeful ghosts condensed into a twisted gray fog, which healed the wound in an instant. The pressure on the giant face did not weaken at all. The zombie emperor was much stronger than Xander Faris! Even if Xander Faris burned his Natal Genuine Vitality, he only broke the giant face's defense at that moment.

By the time Richard arrived, the funeral was almost over. Everyone who had come to say goodbye was gone. Only I remained. I wanted a little more time with Chloe. She'd always been clingy. And she was afraid of the dark. "Richard, see? I told you Selena was lying. If this were really a funeral, why is nobody here? This is obviously another stunt to get you to come home." Grace's voice cut through the silence. Richard's face darkened.

But your mother's about to die—I know you'll show up. Her words jolted me back to reality. I pressed a hand to my chest, where my heart ached with a dull, numbing pain. How I wished I could tell her myself. That I've been here all along. It's just that... I've been dead for four years.

He wasn't just pointing it out, he was fixing it. New lines of elegant, streamlined code appeared, rewriting my messy patch into something sleek and perfect. > Ghost_User: Fixed. You're welcome. > S_Lancaster: Why help me? You want Daniel to fail. > Ghost_User: I want Daniel to fail. I want YOU to be brilliant. The cursor paused for a moment. > Ghost_User: I have to go. I have a company to run. Try not to think about me too much, Sophia. I know how distracted you get when you're wet.