Tumbling, gray-white brains are tumbling.

White bones, rotting flesh.

The twisted soul of a sinner with a red door.

Calvin watched this with an eerie calm and silence, his wings flapping softly behind his back.

At this moment, this semi-abandoned, old camping camp is filled with religious mystery, majesty and sacredness like a religious mural.

Calvin's feet were off the ground, and his silver-white wings stretched out, almost covering the three tall men under his wings.

And his long hair defied gravity completely, and the wind automatically spread out behind him.

Every strand of hair sparkles like polished silver.

And his face was shrouded in that cold halo, and even his facial features seemed to be blurred and hazy in the light.

He was more beautiful than ever, but again, under this miracle, no one could see his expression and his silhouette clearly through that light.

Calvin felt that his body was light, light as a halo.

In fact, he was indeed glowing at this moment—the glow that emanated from the inside out was at first a hazy shimmer, like the light reflected off the surface of the mother-of-pearl by the overly bright moonlight, but now that light had intensified significantly.

Calvin was amused enough to realize that the light he was emitting illuminated a small area of the bushes, and that the blood and flesh that remained on the blades of grass and dirt were a little blue in the cold light.

And under his toes, the open "door" is constantly emerging with countless things that are incomprehensible and indescribable.

It was a flood of flesh formed by the wreckage of countless human beings mixed with rotting minced meat, scales, tentacles, and various unidentified objects.

The mercenaries, who had seemed so evil not so long ago, have lost their traces......

No, to be precise, they still exist, but they are no longer human beings. Calvin saw half of the bald man's cracked face in a bolognese. His jaw was gone, but judging by his expression, he was still in intense pain.

After a few seconds, several red "women" poked their heads out, and they bit the bald man with their teeth, slowly dragging him deeper and more rancid inside the pulp -

Calvin slowly flapped his wings.

He felt a pleasant emotion slowly running through his nerves. But that emotion didn't come from him, but something else...... Something else...

[Calvin...... Right...... Dao ......"]

Faintly, someone outside the light was whispering hoarsely.

Calvin exhaled slowly, (he had just realized that it seemed as if he hadn't been breathing for a while).

An eye that I don't know belonged to was hanging from the branch of an acacia tree, the shape had been deflated, and the gray iris was just in Calvin's sight.

Calvin's consciousness became more trance-like, and he vaguely felt that something was not quite right.

Is it normal to float and glow like this?

Unconsciously, Calvin raised his hands, his skin seemed to be transparent in the hazy light, and Calvin saw his veins and the "thing" surging in his veins, which was not blood.

Because blood doesn't shine like tungsten filaments of electric lamps that dim the light.

In fact, Calvin was well aware that it wasn't the air currents of his wings that really kept him floating in mid-air, but something else that science couldn't explain—just like the door and the things behind it.

The moment he thought of the door, the tremors and emotions that came from behind the red door became more obvious and clear.

Calvin was in a trance to discover that in fact, even if the five senses of human beings were completely closed, he could still feel the door very clearly......

【Calvin】

Suddenly, a shrill cry pierced the fog that had shrouded Calvin's thoughts.

It was an old man's voice, filled with intense horror and pain.

It was Dr. Holden's shout.

Calvin lowered his head and looked towards where the sound had come from, and his pupils narrowed suddenly.

Dr. Holden, long dead, stood beside the door in a shriveled and dirt-covered body, his face very bad, his sallow dull skin wrapping around the collapsed skeleton. And his fingertips and arms were already bloody and fleshy.

[You have to choose...... Right...... Road ......】

Dr. Holden stared at Calvin in mid-air and said in pain, word by word.

His voice was wrapped in white noise, and if it weren't for Calvin's efforts to listen, he would not have been able to hear Dr. Holden at all.

Then Dr. Holden dragged his extremely sick body to the red door, and he pressed his shoulder against the door, panting and trying to push it shut.

The incomprehensible disgusting "stuff" that flowed from the inside of the door rushed towards Holden, but as soon as it came close to Dr. Holden's rotten flesh, a lifeless pale instantly floated.

"Father's ......"

Calvin snapped back to his senses.

As soon as his mind moved, Calvin saw the things flowing on the ground shrink behind the door like frightened hermit crabs. Under such circumstances, Dr. Holden slammed the red door shut.

The color of the door faded, as did the figure of Dr. Holden.

But in a moment, he disappeared like the door.

Staying where the door was supposed to be was Reed, who was supposed to stay by Calvin's side.

What the hell is going on?

At the moment when Calvin thought this, his body, which was originally light as light, suddenly became extremely heavy.

His wings flapped violently in midair, but he still threw them off the air heavily.

"Hmm-"

The arrival of the pain caused Calvin to let out a muffled grunt.

He looked at his hands on the ground, completely different from the glowing and transparent state of a few minutes ago, and now his hands were just ordinary hands.

"Calvin!"

With a very worried voice, someone quickly lifted Calvin from the ground.

But he who lifted him up......

"Reed?"

Calvin looked bewildered at the familiar voice with green eyes beside him, and then he turned his gaze to look not far away.

He swore he was right, the shadow standing in the bushes had the same handsome face and deep silhouette, and the signature green eyes.

If anything, he's much paler than the real Reed.

And, of course, the look in his eyes.

Calvin had never seen such a frenzied and distorted look in anyone.

"Who are you?"

Calvin felt very cold and very weak.

His body was simply heavier than ever.

The man who looked exactly like Reed smiled at Calvin.

[I'm your lover-]

At that moment, Calvin felt as if he had been dragged into a nightmare once again.

His instincts, or rather, the vague and mysterious connection between him and the "door", made him clearly aware that the evil and twisted shadow had a strong desire and ** for him.

And there was no way for him to separate that shadow from the real Reed.

Because just now, "he" had Calvin's permission.

The door was opened, and he was finally able to enter the world in its entirety, eroding the reality that Calvin knew little by little.

He's gradually turning into Reed.

"What the hell did I do?"

Calvin couldn't help but murmur.

Dr. Holden's desperate eyes reproduced unusually clearly in his mind.

At this time, Calvin finally understood why the other party kept appearing in front of his eyes in various ways, and repeated the words.

Do not open the door.

Don't go down the wrong path.

Perhaps from the very beginning, Dr. Holden had received a mysterious revelation. That's why he was so worried, so desperate, that he couldn't find peace even after he died.

Even so, Calvin ignored his warning.

He allowed that kind of thing to come into the world......

"No ......"

Calvin looked around him.

The surrounding blood and messy vegetation are a testimony to a massacre.

But it wasn't until this time that Calvin finally realized all this as a human being.

Intense uneasiness struck him in an instant, and Calvin was almost unable to breathe.

And at this time, Reed suddenly pulled Calvin into his arms.

As Calvin struggled to poke his head out of Reed's arms and look at the other man again, the man's place was empty.

It would be a lie to say that Calvin didn't want to find out where the so-called "man" came from, but the reality was that he didn't have the time to pursue the weird and creepy man, nor did he have the energy to deal with the horrific killing scene in front of him.

Because less than a few seconds after Calvin broke free from his embrace, Reed's face suddenly lost all blood.

"Yes...... ......"

Reed's body shook violently, and he gritted his teeth and said to Calvin in confusion.

Then he fell backwards like that.

"Reed?"

Calvin knelt beside Reed in terror.

Reid fell unconscious.

Under normal circumstances, even if the personality of "Reed" loses consciousness, several other consciousnesses in his body should appear to control this body.

But this time, his situation was completely different.

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