Feel.

He began to go crazy, and numbly discovered that sucking blood could not bring even a trace of pleasure and satisfaction to his heart. His desire for blood and hope for love drove him completely crazy.

He began to study a way to escape from the cage temporarily. He needed to kill. Only killing could make him forget that he would not suffer. He would forget that he had no feelings. He first tore his beloved girl into pieces without even a trace of pain.

He felt it. He became more and more crazy, desperately trying to figure out how to escape from the cage.

Unfortunately for the world, he succeeded. And whenever the fog spread, Strahd would fire up his men, briefly leave the cage that drove him mad, and massacre everything in his father's world.

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If there is a demon in the world, it is Strahd. He carries a curse and wanders the world, devouring every living thing he sees.

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When Chavez stopped talking, I realized how engrossed I had been listening.

"Oh," I breathed out, "I didn't expect anyone here to know such a story."

He smiled, "I know many stories," he took off his glasses and wiped them, "but Strader is undoubtedly the most dangerous one."

"Is it true?" I gestured, "This story?"

"Stories always come from facts, kid," Chavez said. "The difference is just how much lies make up the story."

I nodded, "Then do you know Strader's weaknesses?"

His eyes became as sharp as swords in an instant, staring straight at me, and I felt a little guilty. For a moment, I felt that he had completely seen through my thoughts, but he didn't say anything, just smiled faintly.

: "That's another story."

I bowed respectfully, turned around and was about to leave, when I heard Chavez's voice coming from behind: "If you want to know more, come see me after the freshman ceremony."
Chapter completed!