Myself...... You can't be considered human anymore, can you......

Standing beside the crystal clear river, looking at his own reflection on the water, Jerry Sr. thought.

Since I was a child, I was looked down on because I had no parents and needed to rely on everyone to help, and I didn't have any friends when I grew up, but I was bullied because I played with mice all day long.

For Jerry Sr., the rat is not only his friend, but also his family, his safe haven, and the source of his life.

But...... The man, and little Jerry, and the kids who were watching the show......

Thinking of those figures in his memory, old Jerry's originally cold heart warmed up again.

He had never felt needed, but in these people, he experienced the feeling of being needed for the first time.

It's okay, no matter how wronged you are, you can always get through it......

It's even more embarrassing than this, it's more painful torture, and I've experienced it myself, so what's this little thing?

The main thing is Balk......

That kid didn't know what was going on, how could he be so careless, and he had to ask some friends to look for him later......

Don't let anything happen......

Filling the bucket with water, old Jerry adjusted his mood and walked cautiously towards his cabin.

Along the way, Jerry Sr. encountered many villagers, and although their eyes were still the same as their disgust in the past, Jerry Sr. felt a little different.

It doesn't matter, as long as you have the company and support of your friends, it's enough.

The thought of seeing his friends again soon, Jerry Sr. couldn't help but move a little faster.

Walking into the house with one foot, in front of his friends, old Jerry no longer stammered, and became a little more angry.

"Friends, I'm back, are you thirsty? I deliberately fetched the river, you ......."

"Bang dang!"

The bucket fell to the ground with a crisp thud, and the splash of water soaked old Jerry's shirt, but he felt nothing, and stood by the threshold in a daze.

Inside the dilapidated wooden house, as far as the eye could see, it was already stained with scarlet blood.

On the filthy ground, the stumps and bodies of countless rats were lying out, most of them still bleeding out.

The morning sun shone on Jerry's back, and his shadow separated the hellish scene inside the house from the brightness of the outside world.

The body suddenly lost support, and Jerry Sr. fell to his knees, his arms hanging limply.

Outside the door, it was already full of villagers who came to watch the play.

They looked at the thin back of old Jerry, and their eyes were full of joy instead of sympathy.

Finally, old Jerry, who realized what had happened, burst into tears.

The villagers covered their ears as they listened to the terrible, deafening cry.

"Hey, dead rat, stop talking!"

A man couldn't stand it anymore and rushed in and kicked Jerry Sr. in the back.

Jerry Sr. fell to the ground, knocking out a few yellowed teeth.

Even though his face was covered with mud and blood, old Jerry's crying did not stop at all, but became even more miserable.

"Smack!"

The man grabbed Jerry Sr. from the ground and slapped Jerry Sr. in the face, and the crying continued.

"I said, that's enough!"

"Smack!"

"Enough!"

"Smack!"

"Look for death!"

"Smack!"

The man shook his aching and numb hand, gasping for air.

Old Jerry's face was already red and swollen, and there were a few blood-stained teeth around him, but the crying continued!

Suddenly, the crying stopped!

A rat with its claws cut off was slowly crawling in the direction of old Jerry.

The mouse's body was covered in blood, but it was still possible to see the bright red clothes he was wearing, and it looked particularly strange against the backdrop of the two.

Old Jerry looked at the mouse, his eyes blurred with blood and tears.

"Chop!"

I don't know where the strength came from, old Jerry actually broke free from the man's hand, and the sharp pain in his arm made the man can't help but scold.

Old Jerry crawled to the mouse, which was still struggling, and fell to his knees.

"Andy ......"

Because of the hoarse crying, the old Jerry's voice was almost inaudible.

Carefully placing Andy in the palm of his hand, old Jerry's tears kept pouring out of his eyes.

Finally, he, who had been living under white eyes and disgust, collapsed.

"They're all my friends......"

"How can you ...... like this?"

Suddenly, old Jerry felt like everything was slowing down.

In front of his eyes, a piece of parchment suddenly appeared.

Even though he had never learned to read and write, he could clearly understand the words written on it at the moment.

"All-knowing and all-powerful God of Desire, I ask for a trace of your divine power, and I am willing to give everything you want, only let me satisfy the desires of my heart. ”

At this moment, he no longer stammered, and the words he spoke were a little leaky because he had no teeth.

But at this moment, the whole sky seemed to be darkened.

The villagers felt a little uneasy in their hearts when they heard Old Jerry's indistinct murmur, and some of their legs began to tremble uncontrollably.

The man who was originally annoyed and angry because he was broken free by old Jerry saw this strange scene, and cold sweat kept flowing on his forehead.

"Hey, dead rat, what are you doing......"

He was about to approach and teach the beast a good lesson, when suddenly his steps stopped.

Old Jerry's eyes looked directly at the parchment in front of him, his hand suddenly closed suddenly, and Andy, who was still struggling to breathe, was slapped into blood.

Old Jerry lowered his head and looked at the blurred mass of flesh and blood in his hand, as if the tears that were still flowing before seemed to be frozen.

"Hey, hey!"

The man's pupils couldn't stop dilating, and his heart began to pound.

Raising his hand to his mouth, Jerry Sr. stuck out his tongue and licked the flesh.

Suddenly, a gleam appeared in his cloudy eyes.

Old Jerry didn't pause any longer, and began to gulp down the lump of flesh.

Listening to the creepy chewing and swallowing sounds, the villagers present couldn't help but be a little sluggish.

A few seconds later, the mass of flesh was all in old Jerry's throat.

As if still a little dissatisfied, Jerry Sr. licked his lips and licked his palms.

Tilting his head, he seemed to think of something.

He began to grasp his palms and nibble on them.

"Liar...... Lie......"

The man on the side looked at this bloody scene and couldn't help but want to vomit.

Obviously he has no teeth, but old Jerry is not slow to eat at all.

Finally, when most of the middle of his palm was gone, he smiled contentedly.

In an instant, old Jerry's body suddenly became huge.

The man slumped to the ground, looking at the scene in front of him, his eyes hollow, and his mouth kept muttering.

"Weird...... Monster ......"