Fifth personality SwanLake

Chapter 156 Jack [Extra Story] My Heart for Yours (9) END
When I woke up, my throat was rough.

And I was dizzy in my head, and my eyes were still hurting, but I found that my eyes were bright, and there was nothing wrong with my eyes?
I was wrong before?The maid who was guarding my bed saw that I was awake and called the housekeeper. The housekeeper looked at me excitedly, with a trembling voice.

"Master, you finally woke up. If it wasn't for Miss Helena, master, your eyesight would be gone. As the only hope of our Elvis family, nothing will happen to you."

His face was very pale. It seems that a lot of things happened outside while I was in a coma. Wait, what did he just say?If it wasn't for Helena, my eyes would be finished?

"What happened to Helena?"

There was a strange feeling in my heart.

That is uneasy.

"Miss Helena, she has lost her sight because of the young master."

I don't know what kind of emotion I used to accept the whole thing.

That, silly girl.

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Her eyes were no longer as clear as before, like dirty glass covered with a layer of dust, and even the stars and the moon refused to fall into her eyes full of twilight.

There was no color in her eyes.

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Since she lost her sight, she often asked her maid to help her go to the lake to see the black swan.

She also said a few irrelevant words to me as if nothing had happened, as if nothing had happened.

On the matter of blindness, she also kept silent.

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When I told her that I was going to be engaged to her, her face turned pale, and she pinched the skirt of her long white dress uneasily.

"I have heart disease, and I'm not long to live."

Under my persecution, she was finally willing to tell the truth, and she raised the corners of her mouth helplessly, as if she would not be sad.

And there is only one sentence in my mind that keeps looping.

She doesn't live long.

I have had a strong interest in biology since I was a child, but because I was busy with work, I didn't touch medical books for a long time, and then I entrusted Dr. Tony Clark to take care of my mother.

If I had time, I would personally take care of my mother's condition, and I started frantically looking for ways to cure heart disease.

No fruit.

All to no avail.

Her eyes gave me light, and her death brought me despair.

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"Do you want to save her?"

I seemed to hear the whisper of God at that moment.

Oh no, to be precise, it was a devil.

A nightingale came quietly, and it went straight through my glass window, and the window and it were unscathed.

The moment it landed, purple mist enveloped it.

After the purple mist dissipated, a stunning woman appeared in the field of vision. Although her appearance was very beautiful, the bottom of her skirt was made of cages.

She wore a nightingale gold silk mask, her fair face revealed an unhealthy condition, and her lips were covered with bright red lip balm.

Its eyes are bright, its wings are like silk, and its voice is like strings.

"you are?"

Under my surprised gaze, she smiled at me, "I am Ms. Nightingale, your loyal partner, and I sincerely invite you to come to our Winston Manor to participate in the carnival game."

"Not interested in."

I responded to her indifferently, I have no interest in this kind of game, I just want to save Helena now.

"Give up, Miss Helena is hopeless, but I have a way to bind you and Miss Helena forever."

What she said was alluring.

"You will meet each other in every lifetime."

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Whitechapel.

The blood color has soaked the white altar.

Shocking bloodstains spread on the pure white wedding dress.

The girl on the altar had already lost her breath, her heart had already been hollowed out, and her blood color made her pale.

"I will give you an immortal face and immortal life. You only need to exchange your heart with hers, and she will no longer suffer from heart disease."

"But her eyes already belong to you, so no matter how many times she reincarnates, her eyes will be broken in various forms."

"Heart and eyes are the medium through which your fetters will always be connected."

Lady Nightingale's lonely voice echoed in the Whitechapel, she sang an unknown tune.

A purple mist hangs around me.

To prevent her suffering, I lancet her to death before taking out her heart.

She's like a torn rag doll now, and her heart is mine, even though it doesn't beat anymore.

When the lancet was aimed at my heart, the piercing pain stimulated my nerves, the blade pierced my flesh, and my hands were shaking.

Blood gushed out, dyeing the lancet and my hand red. I don't know how long it took me to gouge out my heart alive.

There was already blood on my hand, I was not dead, I put my own heart into her empty atrium, and the blood overflowed from the corner of my mouth.

"Take my heart for yours."

Then put her heart in my atrium.

It doesn't jump.

The chest where I dug out a bloody hole is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye, which heralds the birth of a monster.

The red roses outside the White Church are in full bloom, as if burning the last of their lives.

The breeze blows, and the petals fall to the ground.

"When the rose blooms again, we will meet again."

That is called Jesus, the Son of Light of God.

From that moment on, turned into a devil.

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"The reincarnated Jesus is the son of a devil.

He and his bride made vows in Whitechapel.

dissected his bride on the altar
He also killed many courtesans in Whitechapel.

Called the birth of the Ripper with the cruelest.

Since then, the name of the White Church has been replaced by the Red Church. "

——"The Bible. Jesus. The Son of the Devil"

Ms. Nightingale stopped the quill pen in her hand in satisfaction, and looked at the boy who had already merged into the mist. His scarlet eyes represented an ominous omen. His left hand was replaced with a gloomy white bone claw, and his face was completely covered in paper-pale. Masks cover.

"From now on, you are a murderer hiding in the mist, losing the memory of why you dug out her heart."

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Hey, did you hear that?

There is often fog in London at night, and there is a murderer in the fog.

It is said that Master Jack and Miss Helena of the Elvis family have disappeared, and Earl Neb and the lady of the Dai family also disappeared out of thin air a few days later.

The altar of the White Church was stained with a large area of ​​blood, and has since been renamed the Red Church.

Since the White Church was renamed the Red Church.

The Red Church is even more unpopular.

Those female branches settled down near the Red Church, and even made some dirty deals in the Red Church.

And that murderer in the mist specially killed those girls who were fooling around outside at night, and cut them open.

They boiled their organs and sent them to the police in London. The pieces of meat were cut up like gourmet food. They repeatedly provoked the police, but the police couldn’t catch him. This is really a perverted aesthetic of violence.

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A drunken blond woman in revealing clothes walked the path in front of the Red Church.

Her face was smeared with ghostly makeup, and she was holding a bottle of wine that was not finished, and she was cursing.

The mist gradually dissipated, and a tall man walked out of the mist, dressed in a black tuxedo, with scarlet eyes full of hostility.

"Hi, miss, would you like me to take you home?"

His voice was lazy and deep, and he would never allow any dirty people to appear in front of the red church.

The woman's eyes were full of horror.

The fog made the night darker.

After a scream, the night became even more peaceful, and there was no more sound.

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Received a letter inviting you to a carnival game.

【Jack the Ripper - Join the carnival game】

*
The murderer in the fog never appeared in the London papers again.

People's panic about him didn't disappear until his memory faded from the stage of history. At that time, he was truly forgotten by the world.

(End of this chapter)