Shen Huaixu prostrated himself at my feet, kissing the soles of my feet,

"Red Moon God, I am your most devout follower."

He seemed to have forgotten his fear and returned to that night twenty years ago, treating me as his only salvation.

"I've been waiting for a long time, and finally I see you."

He has killed many people, not only out of disgust for beautiful women, but more importantly, as sacrifices offered to me.

He wanted to see me, so he kept on killing.

The pile of corpses was his proof of loyalty to me.

I like ugly humans.

The more his evil thoughts amplify, the stronger my power becomes.

"Even if you want my life, I am willing to offer it willingly."

I have no doubt about Shen Huaixu's loyalty, but now, facing this dark soul, I'm somewhat uninterested.

Shen Huaixu seems to have sensed something amiss, and he cautiously speaks up, "Red Moon God, are you not satisfied? I can offer you more sacrifices."

I play with the knife in my hand, pressing it directly against his heart.

Excitement flickers in Shen Huaixu's eyes as he holds my hand, "Are you going to kill me? Kill me, and I will forever belong to you!"

"Aren't you afraid of death?"

He was just begging for mercy a moment ago, and now he assumes such an impatient posture.

"Everything I have belongs to you."

Looking at his worshipful gaze, I lose interest.

I toss the fruit knife aside, and he clings to my leg in fear.

"Red Moon God, take me with you."

"Go?"

I raise a wicked smile, "Are you worthy?"

"A filthy, ugly human like you, what makes you think I would keep you."

"You are no longer worthy of being my follower."

Shen Huaixu turns pale, kneeling on the ground in supplication.

"Red Moon God, I can do anything for you, please don't abandon me."

I am his faith, his pillar of strength. He cannot accept the fate of being abandoned by me.