Chapter.1Mostro‘s－Melancholy

#天启四骑士联名提出考核Monstro的BOSS资格 and consider downgrading it to an elite monster as appropriate.

#经统计, Monstro averages five digits of deaths per day.

#Pin表示支持Monstro, and firmly opposed the proposal to demote the boss to an elite monster.

#每年死掉的Monstro尸体连起来可绕地球五圈.

#Monstro滚出BOSS圈!

"Alright, put it away. ”

The headless body in front of me obediently folded the newspaper in his hand with its chubby little short hands, hiding all the news that upset me.

"Thank you, Red, you're such a good friend of mine, and it would be nice if you didn't get the floor dirty. ”

The headless child didn't know if he understood what I was saying, how could we know how an earless creature received sound waves?

“…… Well, anyway, thank you, you're probably the weird guy who cares about me the most besides White and Pin. ”

I use my tongue to lick the blood off my face as much as possible, it's not that I don't want to handle personal hygiene in a more elegant way, it's just that you can't ask a big round head with no hands and feet to do more, especially if it only has two headless children around it, and one of them is still a hygiene killer.

"Damn the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, damn Mom's-DailyPaper, one day I'm going to beat you to your knees crying and calling Mom......"

Okay, I know it's impossible, but every monster should have the right to fantasize, shouldn't it?

Oh...... I haven't introduced myself for a long time. Hello everyone, my name is Monstro, and as you can see, I'm a monster. The best friends are Pin and the White and Red around him, and the most hated people are the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse and Isaac.

You ask me why? Well, obviously. The Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse always bullied me, and Isaac always killed me.

I've been in a bit of a bad mood lately, not just because of the repetition of Isaac that I've rarely beaten, and not just because the four bastards of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse want to take the opportunity to strip me of my boss title because Isaac was always killed easily, but because I always felt like I had forgotten something.

What is it? I don't know. If I knew, it wouldn't be "forgotten things", but they did exist, in my huge mind, in my confused mind. Once upon a time, a long time ago, they were so deep that even now I forgot what they were, the thing still left a hazy and stubborn trace in my mind, like a hole in the doughnut that can't be removed, and the only way to get rid of that hole is to eat the doughnut together.

By the way, I love donuts.

The door frame was adorned with terrifying skeletons, and to be honest, I always wondered why this door couldn't open and close at my will, and was it really what a door should do without its owner's control?

Forget it, I don't have that much time left for me to think about this kind of thing, I'm going to fight.

Bad guests are coming, aren't they?

A small figure walked in through the open door, he was only halfway to my cleft lip, but I would not take it lightly, it was this small, fragile looking child who killed me a trillion times, each time in a way that seemed different but essentially indistinguishable.

His tears.

The devil knows why a child's tears were so devastatingly lethal to me, a mighty monster two feet tall and two feet wide, with a bloody mouth and a cleft lip that could leap a hundred feet, as if the tears he had fired at me were not tears made of inorganic salts, proteins, enzymes, water, and immunoglobulins, but holy water from the Father in Heaven, though he did bring holy water many times.

But no matter what, I'm going to fight.

For the dignity of a monster and my boss title.

"I wish it could drop Monstro's teeth so I can summon it to play. ”

The weeping, effeminate little child muttered in a cold, inexorable, even playful tone that was diametrically opposed to his appearance. My ear piercings or my skin or whatever it were—I don't have ears either, but I could still hear the sound—received the news as it was, and faithfully relayed it to my head.

I felt humiliated and angry, even though I had been killed by Isaac so many times, and bullied so many times by the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, I was still a haughty and dignified monster!

"Monstro is never a slave!!"

Even though it was just an incomprehensible roar in Isaac's ears, I roared and leaped to my feet, the massive shadow below me rapidly shrinking into a black spot the size of a basketball as it rose in height, and a cloud of blood flew out of Red's neck again, covering it tightly.

He and I really fit in.

I couldn't help but think happily when the wind fell from the sky with the sound of howling wind.

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"So, you died at the hands of Isaac again?"

Pin leaned half out of the ground and said unsurprisingly.

I hung my head—though I only had one—and was silent. Of course, Pin knew that this was a sign of acquiescence, and my dignity and pride made me reluctant to admit this defeat again, but I couldn't lie in front of my best friend, so I had to keep silent.

"And later, he was sent out by his own molars and smashed on War, who was beaten half to death by Isaac, and completely smashed him to death?"

Pin began to swim around me, his tone raising a little.

"That's my molar! I only have six teeth!"

I couldn't help but retort loudly in a leaky voice, while licking the molar.

But it feels so good to smash War, and I should save the terrified stupid face of War sitting on the ground. Although Isaac was my enemy, I have to say that Isaac did a really good job this time, and he gave me back my teeth in the end...... Maybe he's a good guy?

"Oh man, how can you do that?! Do you know how much trouble this is going to get you?! The first rule of the Boss Code is to never treat Isaac as an enemy! And you helped the enemy!!...... That's a ......."

Pin's voice was louder, and red, explosive secretions flew out of its mouth, inadvertently killing a curious white burrower.

I bowed my head in its high-pitched voice, almost burying my face in the ground.

“…… That's a ...... Well done!!"

I looked up sluggishly and looked at Pin's face full of ecstasy and overwhelmed.

"Hey, what's that expression! You're smashing War! I've long since seen him unpleasant, what happened to the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse? It's not that Isaac has died countless times, if your corpse can circle the earth five times together, then the corpses of those four bastards can circle the earth seven times combined!!"

"Well, but they're four of them......"

"What about the four of them? Don't they always use the words 'Our Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, you are four monsters on one monster, and four monsters on ten thousand'? Then let their corpses be connected and love each other. ”

"Uh, isn't there a Boss Code ......"

"Boss Code is! Who hasn't helped Isaac once or twice, if they dare to attack you with this, ask Death what happened to Isaac's scythe that cried out!"

I couldn't help but giggle, "So, my boss title is not in danger?"

"How can it be dangerous, that's all the alarmism of those idiots. Pin wrapped his arms around my body affectionately, leaning his little head over and whispering. "You're our mascot!Mascot Monstro!Who would dare to strip you of your boss title?

I've always felt that way, but I'm going to say it again.

"Pin, it's nice to have you as a friend. ”

"Of course!"

Pin looked up proudly, as if it were the king of monsters.

Chapter.2Monstro‘s－Opinion

"I'm so sorry I didn't protect you, White, Red. ”

I went back to my room and asked Pin to bury the bodies of White and Red in the hole it had drilled.

They didn't survive the battle with Isaac, and Isaac was very sad that he killed White and Red after killing me, and I had two fewer friends, though I'm not sure if they considered me friends.

"I'm going to miss you. ”

I held back the tears that were about to flow, and I knew that a good monster should not shed tears, no matter how sad it became, it could only appear indifferent and heartless.

But I can't, I'm going to be sad for every friend who has left me, and that's why I'm always in a slump, making it easier for Isaac to kill me.

Maybe the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse are right, I'm really not a qualified boss, or even a qualified monster.

In fact, White and Red were my former enemies, and they were the rare ones I managed to defeat, and even more so when I jumped out of the air, I only crushed their heads, rather than crushing them all together, like a broken tomato.

Yes, both White and Red are Isaac, at least once Isaac.

In fact, every monster we have here is Isaac defeated by the bosses. The bosses make the corpses of their enemies into identical monsters to fend off Isaac's invasion. The bosses treat other monsters as toys, dolls they have made themselves. My craft is poor, but I still cherish the monsters that belong to me. To me, they're not toys, they're friends.

It's just that they don't seem to see me as a friend. How can things that don't even belong to their own minds have feelings? Moreover, if they retain their minds, they will not regard their murderers as friends.

This discovery made me feel even worse.

"Hey!Monstro!Monstro!!"

Pin suddenly emerged from the ground, shaking his head and tail in high spirits.

"What's wrong, Pin?"

While I don't really like the fact that it always makes the ground uneven, it's nothing compared to Pin's support for me.

"Did you know that Isaac is about to be defeated by us!"

"But if we kill him countless times, he will be resurrected inexplicably. ”

There are monsters that are all Isaac, and they were all Isaac.

"This time it's different! If we defeat him, he'll really be dead!"

Pin said excitedly, it's rarely so excited.

"Really? Who told you? It can't be another boring prank of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse, right?"

"Mom's-Heart!"

Pin's face was firm, like a devout believer.

If it's Mon's-Heart, that's true. It's the deserved boss of all bosses, although none of us know why.

We don't even know where we come from, we have been like this since we had the consciousness of "me".

We stay in our rooms and wait for Isaac to come, to kill him or to be killed by him with bitter hatred and pleasure, and then to be resurrected after Isaac dies or kills Mom's-Heart, and in the process we will have unparalleled joy and joy in both dying at his hands and killing him, as if the heart that had long since ceased to exist would beat with joy.

…… Hmm? I always feel like I've missed some important information, is it a delusion?

"Mom's-Heart is going to give us a full upgrade!

Pin happily circles around the ground, a habitual little gesture when he's happy. It's just bitter for me and my floor, and I'm going to have to flatten it a little bit after Pin is gone.

"yes, that's good news. ”

I replied casually, trying to figure out what the clue I had vaguely sensed before.

Pin saw something was wrong with me, and he stopped spinning and patted me with his tail.

"Hey, what's wrong man? You look a little distracted. ”

"Well, nothing. It's just that...... Pin, have you ever wondered where we came from?"

"Where did you come from? Why do you ask that?" Pin froze, his tail dangling motionless in the air. "We are us, the bosses of the monsters, the monsters of the monsters, and it is not only natural that we will give everything to kill Isaac. ”

"Yes, that's the problem...... Why should we kill Isaac?"

Pin looked at me in amazement, his face full of bewilderment. "What the hell is wrong with you, don't you hate Isaac, don't you experience the ultimate joy when you kill him, or do you lose heart after so many failures? It's not like you, my friend. ”

"I will. I replied, "Of course I do, but have you ever wondered what the cause of all this is, or what is the root cause? Is it because of the irreconcilable contradiction between the monster and the hero? Many of the props that can be used are hellish things, and sometimes he even comes as a demon, which is obviously not true." ”

"Hmm...... Hey, I said you didn't think about it so much, what's going on?"

Pin scratched his head as smooth as me—though much smaller than me—with the tip of his tail—and asked awkwardly and loudly. I could see at a glance that it was because I didn't know and wanted to hide my embarrassment, so I changed the subject.

"I don't know, maybe it's because I'm too happy. ”

"That's right, let's go, Monstro, and go get a gift from Mom's-Heart!"

I nodded, though it looked like I was rolling on the ground.

"Good. ”

It looks like my floor has to come back and press it again.

Chapter.3Monstro‘s－Beautiful－Day

"Hey, buddy, you look great right now. ”

Finally corrected the compass in my head, and Pin, who no longer crashed into the opposite direction of Isaac like a headless fly during the battle, happily circled me back and forth...... This scene seems familiar?

That's right, Pin always circles around me because it's always happy.

"Thank you, Pin. ”

Dry and dull, with a quivering echo sound ringing out of my body, I don't know what organ is doing the job of producing sound now, just as I didn't know what organ was doing the job of receiving sound before.

"What else are you polite to the two of us? You're going to surprise Isaac! Those four son-of-[bi-] tch of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse won't dare to underestimate you anymore!"

"Yes. I said. "Yes, that's right. I'm so strong right now. ”

I could feel the blood and fire of hell surging in my throat, and I could shoot them out as pillars of burning blood of destruction whenever I wanted, and many flies with demonic powers clinging to my skull, and if I jumped high like before, they would be shaken out when they hit the ground, and they would go berserk at the enemies in front of me—Isaac, of course, and anyone else?—— even if they were crushed, not to mention that after they were crushed, they would unleash their power and catch that little bastard off guard.

I also got two new henchmen, who, like me, could leap a hundred feet and splatter a lot of filthy blood when they landed, which was equally fatal to Isaac.

But I wasn't very happy, and the question was haunted in my mind like an appendage, and I couldn't rest day and night.

Although I don't have a brain anymore. The power of hell has corrupted most of my flesh, except for my right eye, which still has some tissue around its socket, but that eye is also blind. But I still have six teeth, especially the molar, which makes me a little happier.

"Pin, be careful, this is the last battle, don't capsize in the gutter. ”

In fact, it doesn't matter if it's overturned, as long as we monsters can kill Isaac, we won't care if we live or die.

It's just that I don't want to lose this last and best friend, even if I'm a monster.

"Don't worry, but don't let Isaac be killed for a moment by gaining great power, he is not a good enemy. ”

"Of course not. ”

I moved my mandible, trying to make an expression that resembled a "laugh".

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The door that was out of my control opened, and finally, again, opened.

It's still that short figure, it's still that crying face, it's still those weird but powerful props, but I'm not the same person I used to be.

The room I didn't tell Pin about it was covered by the walls and turned into a hidden room, in which case it would be angry.

Thankfully, Isaac didn't find the hiding room, maybe because he didn't have enough bombs, maybe because he didn't have X-ray glasses, maybe because he was too lazy to look for it, anyway, my friend was spared.

The strengthened Pin is just as weak, and it's only a little stronger than I was at the beginning.

But I've been able to defeat two of the Four Horsemen of the Apocalypse.

So, now it's time for me to protect you, my friend.

I squeezed blood and fire out of my non-existent throat and squirted this hot column of blood at Isaac. He deftly dodged it, probably because I was too visibly charged. But it doesn't matter, I have other tricks.

I slammed my jaw on the ground and leaped to my feet. Isaac is clever enough to discern where I fall by looking for my shadow on the ground. But this time it's not that simple.

The two Leapers that Mom's-Heart gave me jumped with me, and when I jumped higher than a certain limit, the size of the shadow was fixed in a small range. So at this time, the shadow size of the three of us is the same.

Isaac panicked, he tried to avoid the three shadows, but our position was changing all the time.

I still couldn't hit Isaac's head after all, but that's okay, I'm patient. He was injured by the blood spurting from a Leaper, which was a nice start and a good start.

Isaac's counterattack was swift. Fast, accurate, ruthless. I saw him puff out his cheeks until his cheeks were flushed. Then a bright red column of blood erupted from Isaac's mouth, killing both Leapers together.

Brimstone fire.

I couldn't help but laugh, it's not just you who have brimstone fire.

I spewed fire again, and this time Isaac didn't know if it was panic or what, and didn't dodge.

The smell of burning protein wafted through the air, and I couldn't help but laugh with pleasure. The heat, the scorching, the scorching, the power from hell will send you to hell.

How could a fragile child resist such a furious attack?

But to my surprise, when the blood of the brimstone fire stopped, the weeping child was still alive.

He was protected unharmed by a translucent shield in which Isaac puffed out his cheeks and spurted a column of blood.

I couldn't dodge because of the shock, and the bones that had been tempered by the power of hell were destroyed by the power of hell, almost directly knocking out half of my survival power.

Driven by pain and horror, I angrily erupted again with a fire of brimstone, only to be unsurprisingly shielded by the shield. Isaac took the opportunity to spew fire brimstone again, draining the last of my strength.

What gave him such perfect protection? I struggled to look at Isaac, and finally found it.

It was a family portrait of a tall and thin man and a bloated woman holding the child's hand, one left and one right. They all had happy and joyful smiles on their faces, expressions I had never seen before.

Suddenly I remembered what I had forgotten.

Hi, I'm Monstro. As you can see, it's a monster.

And before that, a long time ago, I was a poor little child with a broken family and a cruel mother, abandoned by my father and bullied by my classmates. And my name is Issac.

Yes, I am also Isaac, and I was Isaac.

My crazy mother thought she heard the voice of God when she watched the church video, and "God" wanted her to deprive me of my toys, then my clothes, and finally my life.

To escape the killing, I jumped into a tunnel in my room and came to a strange place. There are all kinds of monsters here, as well as all kinds of strange but effective items. I used my tears and blood as weapons to fight all the way to survive.

I was carrying a book called "How-To-Jump" and learning how to burst my alveoli and spurt a lot of blood out of my mouth, trying to kill my mother, only to die at Mom's-Leg's feet.

When I woke up again, there was one less Isaac and one more Monstro.

No wonder every monster feels the ultimate pleasure of killing Isaac, it turns out that we are all Isaac, so it makes sense.

Because I hate my mother so much, I hate myself, I hate the world. This hatred was so powerful that it buried all the joy and joy in my heart.

I don't know how Mom's-Heart managed to turn me into a monster and stop hating her, and willingly be driven by her. But after I became a monster, it was much easier, no longer so painful, crazy, helpless, and sad.

So Pin is also Isaac? It doesn't seem like that, it must have been made by eating Isaac's worm.

It's just that I didn't expect that when I was dying, I would still remember the warmth of the past.

My gray eyes were staring at the family photo, the only proof that I had a happy family.

Now I no longer hate my mother, and I don't hate myself anymore. I just want to be able to feel that warmth more, more, more, even the slightest bit.

Suddenly, a short, chubby little hand was placed on my forehead, clutching the warm family photo.

Having lost my round shape and mandible, I couldn't move anymore, and I looked at the still crying child in confusion, wondering why he was doing this.

"I ...... I see you are longing for it, Mr. MonstroII. ”

Ha ha.

Although I didn't have a jaw, I laughed in my heart.

"I forgive you, Issac. ”

And myself.

The last shred of strength dissipated, and I clearly understood that the short time I had spent awake was just a return to light, but it was enough.

As darkness approached, I could no longer feel the touch of Isaac's palm on my skull, nor could I hear what he was saying. In a word......

Goodbye, this cruel and beautiful world.

I leave all my inheritance to my little meow...... No, leave it to Pin.

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Uh-huh, this is not a serious business @ Mr. Zuo Mohui. Because the main line of the Red Meng Pavilion is Kavin, and the combination of Isaac before: when he was reborn, he suddenly had inspiration, so he made a heart-warming short story, wishing you a happy meal.

To explain, Monstro is the most coaxed boss in Isaac's union, and Pin is the only one who can go toe-to-toe with him.

The Leaper is an upgraded version of Hoper's colloquially known as Little Hop, which will soar into the sky and land on you while firing bloody bullets in a cruciform shape.

Interested students can check the pictures on the Internet.,It's all cute.,It should be said that the combination of Isaac is very cute in itself.,It's just that the style of rebirth is really disturbing.。 If you know how to play, that's even better, it's a testament to my success at Amway.

Then I went to sleep, and I will see you again.

Dream Weaver: Zuo Mohui

2014.12.14

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