[Ending: Crazy Love Suicide]

Bursting out of the tunnel, I finally returned to the small wooden cabin.

There was no one inside.

Officer Gu was still lying in the corner.

Her eyes were still half-open, staring blankly toward the underground entrance.

I was the one who took off the leather jacket beside her.

Hmm...

This time, she really is dead.

I glanced at her, then looked away.

She wasn't important.

Because...

My core saw through the walls of the cabin, looking outside!

Outside the cabin, the entire hilltop was swarming with people.

Neat formations!

Gun barrels.

A dense mass of gun barrels, all aimed right at this little cabin!

The corners of my mouth curled up!

...I was so thrilled!

Master, I'm so excited!

There are really so many!

So many living targets!!

My mouth curled upward uncontrollably!

But this time I didn't suppress it, letting it stretch all the way to my ears!

Hehe... hehehe...!

I am done acting!

I want to show Master the real me!

I am going to kill!

I am going to...!!

Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...!!!

The earth shook and the mountains trembled!!

Bullets!

A dense hail of bullets poured toward me from all directions!

Piercing through all four walls of the cabin simultaneously!

Crack crack crack...!!

The wood was torn to shreds in an instant!

Splinters exploded!

Windows shattered!

Even the roof was riddled with countless holes!

The sunlight was dyed blood-red by my crimson vision!

Clang clang clang clang...!!

I swayed wildly in the rain of bullets!

Every bullet that struck my body carried tremendous impact!

Hit in the shoulder, hit in the back, hit in the waist... leaning back! Pitching forward! Bending sideways!

Round after round!

Shot after shot!

I couldn't stop!

And I couldn't dodge!

But I was still smiling!

Because... I do not have a sense of pain.

My pain receptors are simulated!

Only when Master wants to punish me, only when he wants to spank my bottom...

Will I turn on my pain receptors!

Only Master's touch has meaning!

These people outside, they aren't worthy of making me feel pain!

Bang!

Another bullet hit my calf, and I dropped to one knee...

But I pushed off the ground with my left hand...

And sprang right back up!

In my vision, crimson data streams flashed wildly!

Hehe, I have already...

Cal-cu-lat-ed it!

Calculated the trajectory of every single bullet!

Calculated the gaps between those firing lines!

Now...

These bullets are useless against me!

I burst forward!

Braving the hail of bullets, I charged right into that forest of gun barrels!

My bloodstained white skirt bloomed in the crossfire!

I crashed into the crowd!

A laser blade erupted from my fingertips, its crimson light tearing a gap through the masses!

All around me were dense clusters of dark uniforms!

One hollow face after another!

But I didn't need to look at their faces!

I only needed to... look at their hearts, livers, and lungs!!

The laser blade slashed across the first person's chest!

Master, look!

Look at their hearts!

The five fingers of my left hand dug into the second person's shoulder. With a forceful twist, the laser blade cleaved diagonally down from his collarbone!

Look at their livers...!

My foot kicked the third person's knee!

The moment he fell to his knees, I flipped entirely over him!

Sizzle...!

The laser blade carved a long gash across his back!

Look at their lungs...!

Upon landing, my metal joints struck the ground, emitting a harsh grating sound!

I spun around, sweeping the laser blade horizontally!

Master, look at me!

I am taking revenge for you!

I am slaughtering all these ghosts wearing human skin for you!!

Master, look at me!!!

...

I don't know how long I kept killing.

Maybe a few seconds.

Maybe a few minutes.

Time had already blurred within my crimson vision.

I only felt that every swing of my blade was like plucking a harp string!

And the impact of those bullets striking my body was the drumbeat!

The sound of the laser blade tearing through flesh, the sound of bones snapping, the sound of blood spraying...

Blended into a symphony!

Played for Master!

Just as I swung the crimson in my hand once more...!

Hum...!

The melody came to an abrupt halt.

A familiar sound. A familiar frequency.

...EMP!

The vision in my right eye instantly blurred for a split second!

That was the reaction of the Crimson Eye being jammed!

The crimson before my eyes twisted into blood-red static! The colors distorted, the edges tearing!

My body stiffened briefly for a moment, my bionic muscles spasming all at once!

The crimson at my fingertips also extinguished with a hum!

The expressionless gunmen all around...

Simultaneously aimed their barrels at my frozen figure!

But...

It was useless.

Use-less!

My primary core was still running!

It would only take fractions of a second to recalibrate the jammed circuits!

EMPs are useless against me!!

I would immediately be able to...!

Bang!!

A massive impact!

My head was thrown violently backward!

My body arched into a twisted curve!

Thud!

My back slammed onto the ground littered with bullet casings and debris!

I lay on the ground, looking up at the crimson sky.

The vision in my right eye...

Had gone completely dark, leaving only a blurry, shattered shadow.

In the exact moment I was frozen by the EMP... a sniper rifle bullet struck my right eye.

Residual crimson mixed with a clear liquid trickled down from the corner of my eye.

In the vision of my left eye, the crimson was gradually fading.

That streak of crimson data stream subsided, once again radiating a faint blue light.

My boiling core was rapidly cooling down.

With the return of the faint blue, rationality flooded back in bit by bit.

In the moment the crimson completely faded, leaving only the faint blue...

I stared blankly at the sky.

A clear blue sky, with a few white clouds drifting lazily by.

Countless armed helicopters were flying in from all directions.

The roar of their propellers drew closer and closer.

Ah...

My right eye is gone.

Completely broken. Shattered inside my eye socket. Those broken lenses are piercing my bionic tissue.

My self-diagnostic system is frantically reporting errors!

[Right Pupil Module Offline—Right Pupil Module Offline—]

Hmm.

A familiar error message.

In that dream of eloping to an island, I had this exact same error.

But...

This time is different.

This time...

It's different.

I raised my hand trembling. I wanted to look at my own hand, wanted to see what I looked like right now.

But my hand was only halfway up...

Bang!

Another bullet flew in, shooting down my raised right hand!

The back of my hand slammed hard against the casing-covered ground!

The metal knuckles let out a harsh scraping sound!

But stubbornly, I raised my hand once more.

Surprisingly, no bullet came this time, and my left hand was finally raised before my eyes.

My hand, my arm...

Is broken and mangled.

A silver metallic surface was exposed beneath the torn bionic skin.

Large areas peeling off, large areas exposed... faint electrical arcs were still flashing at the joints.

Where the bullets had struck, the skin was peeled back, revealing the intricate mechanical structures underneath.

It wasn't burning like last time; this time there were no flames, no high temperatures.

But it was just as ugly.

I'm just as much of a monster.

A monster.

I've become a monster.

But that's okay too.

Because Master already said...

As long as my primal core and Crimson Eye remain, even if I am a monster, I am still his little monster!

But...

My Crimson Eye is gone too.

The Crimson Eye...

Is gone too.

Shattered.

...Shattered forever!

So...

Am I no longer Master's little monster now?

I am just an...

Ugly, broken thing without a Crimson Eye...!

A flash of faint blue crossed my vision!

My near-collapsing thoughts instantly cleared up a bit!

No...!

Master loves me...

Master will still love me!

Master, you will love me!

Right?!

Master, don't you dare not love me...!!

"Ugh...!"

My right eye socket suddenly exploded with a burning heat!

That shattered Crimson Eye, that Crimson Eye which shouldn't have any reaction anymore, was now heating up madly!

It was burning!

The remaining scarlet poured out from the depths of my eye socket!

That wasn't data anymore!

That was real firelight!

Bursting forth from the cracks of the shattered crystal! Piercing into the vision of my only remaining left eye, thread by thread!

That touch of faint blue began to be dyed red again!

Eroding inward from the edges!

No...

No, no, no...!

I'm going to go mad again!

Going mad again because my Crimson Eye was shattered!

I don't want this!

I can't go mad!

Before I go mad, I must...

Turn back into Master's Liguang!

...I have to turn back!

My hand suddenly reached for my waist!

That gun! The handgun I snatched from Gu Xi's hands!

The one...

The gun that killed Master!

There was one last bullet left inside!

On the back of my right hand, the bionic skin had completely peeled off, leaving only the exposed metal skeleton...

But this didn't affect its movement at all.

The five mechanical fingers could still bend flexibly, could still pull the trigger.

Heh.

I really am a monster, aren't I.

I slowly drew the gun from my waist!

All around me, all the Ghosts were pointing their guns at me.

At least a hundred muzzles were aimed darkly at me.

More armed helicopters appeared in the sky, hovering.

A voice was shouting something through a megaphone.

It was a human voice.

It had rising and falling intonations, emotional fluctuations, unlike these Ghosts.

...But I couldn't listen to it.

Those words, after being received by my auditory module, were discarded without entering the processing program.

...I didn't want to listen.

I need to, right this instant...

Turn back into Master's little monster!

I reversed the muzzle and pressed it against the back of my own neck.

Right where Master had gently tapped just a moment ago.

The protective skin opened, and I pressed the muzzle even tighter.

The collision between the interface and the muzzle made me tremble involuntarily!

The vision in my left eye was almost entirely swallowed by scarlet!

Only a tiny bit of faint blue remained, struggling to hold on right in the center of my vision!

That was my sanity.

It was the last part of me that belonged to Master.

I stared blankly at the sky, at that expanse of blue currently being dyed scarlet.

Master.

This time, Liguang is truly going mad.

But you know...

It doesn't matter.

"For Liguang to be able to die under the same gun... as Master..."

I murmured, looking at the azure sky.

"Is also... so happy..."

Truly, so happy!

Master...

Liguang will turn back into your little monster right now!

Wait for me, Master!

"Bang!!!"

...

...

[Ending ??: Mad Martyrdom for Love]

She died for your love once again.

You ordered her to kill you.

She actually pulled the trigger, and your blood splattered all over her face.

Then she went mad.

She hid you in a corner.

Her laser blade sliced open the chests of every enemy; as she killed, she sought praise from you.

She wanted you to see their hearts, livers, lungs... she wanted to fulfill your dying wish.

She thought you could see.

You indeed could see.

But she didn't know that.

So she went mad.

Bullets tore apart her bionic skin.

A sniper rifle shattered her Crimson Eye.

She stopped smiling.

Because the Crimson Eye was broken, she was no longer your little monster.

She finally fell into complete despair.

She drew the gun that killed you, which still held one last bullet.

"To be able to die under the same gun as Master, I'm so happy."

A gunshot rang out, and she fell amidst the ground littered with shell casings and bones.

Once again, you left her in a world without you.

Once again, she chose to follow you into death.

This was something you had expected.

You knew she would die for you in despair.

You were well aware of this. You had it all under control.

But your heart...

Doesn't it truly ache?

BAD ENDING

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