National Guardian's Gone and We're Done

”Wh-what?”

Butterfly couldn’t believe her ears. She thought she must have misheard.

Si Haowen had always been good to his fans. He interacted with them, and they would chat with him like old friends,

telling him to eat more and sleep more.

It was all a sign of how much everyone loved and cared for him.

He, in turn, would take his fans’ words to heart.

The conversations between Si Haowen and his fans were like sweet exchanges between lovers.

No matter where he was or what he was doing, he was always thinking of them.

But now, the Si Haowen who was hugging her...

had just told her to go die.

Butterfly froze on the spot, utterly dumbfounded.

Many of the fans who had crowded around also heard Si Haowen’s words clearly.

”What did Si Haowen just say? That he wants Butterfly to die?”

”We must have misheard. Si Haowen is a warm, positive role model. How could he say something so cold and heartless?”

”Exactly, don’t spread rumors. There are several devices livestreaming right now. If this gets out, some anti-fans will edit it out of context and start slandering Si Haowen without knowing the truth.”

Many fans refused to believe Si Haowen could utter such cold, heartless words,

choosing to think they had heard wrong.

However,

these fans still hadn’t realized something.

If only one person had heard it wrong,

how could everyone have misheard?

At the bottom of that deep, bottomless well,

Si Haowen’s figure was tightly wrapped in a thick layer of mold that gave off a potent, putrid stench.

This mold seemed to be alive.

It spread wantonly over the surface of his body, rapidly expanding outward,

and soon reached Butterfly, who was still held in his embrace.

The touch of the mold was like countless sharp blades,

invading Butterfly’s skin with an excruciating pain that felt like it could corrode anything.

She could clearly feel the cells inside her body being broken down one by one.

The sensation of rotting from the inside out nearly suffocated her.

Butterfly struggled desperately, trying to break free from Si Haowen’s arms, which felt as if they were forged from steel.

However, her efforts were completely in vain.

Si Haowen’s embrace had now become softer and more terrifying than a swamp.

”No! Don’t!”

Butterfly’s cries were torn to shreds by the pain.

She felt like a single drop of water about to be consumed, slowly merging into an endless, dark abyss.

Just then,

Butterfly’s gaze penetrated Si Haowen’s mold-covered body, and she saw a sight that made her very soul tremble.

Si Haowen’s lower half was made of the stitched-together bodies of young girls, resembling a terrifying centipede woven from countless lives.

Some of the bodies were curled up, others were twisted, and every face showed endless pain and despair.

And they had all been ardent fans of Si Haowen.

Perhaps they, too, had been lured in by this seemingly gentle Demon on a night just like this.

Countless fragments flashed through Butterfly’s mind, one familiar face standing out starkly.

It was the administrator of Si Haowen’s fan club, a girl who had once been willing to do anything to support her idol.

She had spent over five million in a single day for Si Haowen’s new album.

But afterward, she had vanished without a trace.

Her disappearance had caused quite a stir,

but was eventually washed away by time, becoming little more than a piece of idle gossip.

Now, she had reappeared in this way, as a part of the Evil Spirit Si Haowen’s body.

This brutal reality plunged Butterfly’s heart into a freezing abyss.

”Evil Spirit! You’re an Evil Spirit! You’re not Si Haowen!”

Butterfly used all her strength to force out a hoarse scream from the depths of her throat.

Inside the villa, panic spread like a plague.

The fans’ mindsets became polarized.

Some remained immersed in their delusional fantasies, unwilling to wake up.

But others, jolted awake by the lash of fear, turned to flee,

only to discover in astonishment that the once-magnificent villa had disappeared.

The walls, the main gate—

all solid boundaries had vanished like smoke,

replaced by a vast, boundless expanse of black mold.

It writhed slowly as if it were a living creature,

emitting a nauseating, pungent odor and staining the entire world in desperate shades of gray and black.

The air was no longer filled with the pleasant fragrance of flowers and a warm ambiance,

but with the unique stench of mold and an empty silence.

The once-dancing rainbow peacocks, the vibrantly blooming flowers, and the sun-drenched, paradise-like scenery—

all of it had now dissolved into an illusory mirage, leaving behind only a bone-chilling silence and terror.

At that moment, a deafening splash echoed from the well, as if some behemoth was struggling with all its might to break free.

Immediately after, a horrifying figure slowly rose from the mouth of the well.

It was Si Haowen, possessed by the Evil Spirit. His appearance shattered the last vestiges of tranquility within the villa.

Si Haowen’s body seemed to have been warped by endless darkness, his suit stretched taut and bulging,

revealing a grotesquely mutated and distorted abdomen.

Even more terrifyingly, a face emerged from the skin of his abdomen—it was Butterfly, who had just been devoured.

Her smile was stiff and twisted,

a plea still seeming to hang from the corners of her lips. Now, she could only murmur unconsciously, ”Come on, hurry... Come and keep me company...”

The voice was hollow and bleak, like a summons from the depths of Hell, making every fan present feel an unprecedented level of fear and despair.

The fans who had tried to flee were now nailed to the spot by fear, trembling and unable to move.

They watched, helpless, as the horrifying body—stitched together from countless young girls—

slowly extended out of the well.

The arms and legs scrabbled wildly in the air, as if desperately searching for their next prey.

The air was thick with despair and helplessness. The fans’ screams and sobs intertwined, only intensifying the terrifying atmosphere.

They realized with dawning horror that they were trapped in an inescapable nightmare,

and the demonized Si Haowen was the master of this nightmare.

In this world mercilessly consumed by darkness and mold, every life seemed so small and helpless.

The fans who had once blindly worshipped their idol

could now only face the deepest fear and regret in their hearts, quietly awaiting the arrival of their unknown fate.

”AHHHH!”

Some fans were so frightened they collapsed to the ground, clutching their heads and screaming at the top of their lungs.

A despair they had never before experienced flooded their minds like a raging tide.

”I knew it. It really is an Evil Spirit.”

”Not all of these fans are brain-dead. The ones who ran first were the smart ones.”

”If this group of fans gets eaten by the Evil Spirit, I wonder if the average IQ of the Great Xia Empire will go up?”

”See, Chu He didn’t get the wrong guy. Just think about how terrifyingly powerful Chu He is. Why would he go after some actor for no reason?”

”That bastard Si Haowen was actually raising an Evil Spirit in this villa. Looking at the number of young girls making up its body, there must be at least ten thousand of them. That number is just terrifying.”

”There’s no escape. These fans are completely done for.”

”Unless Chu He shows up right now... What a bunch of pitiful people. But as they say, ’the pitiful often have their own loathsome traits.’ That saying is really true.”

The audience in the livestream chat stared intently at the latest feed.

Desperate screams echoed continuously throughout the villa.

The writhing mold blocked all the sound. The livestreaming equipment outside the villa picked up nothing.

The stark difference between the inside and outside of the villa was simply horrifying.

...

”Chu He! Members of the Defense Team! You’re all here, why aren’t you saving them?”

Many cars soon arrived outside the villa, and numerous parents got out.

These parents immediately spotted Chu He and the other members of the Defense Team standing motionless in the woods,

so they all rushed over, wailing in despair.