In less than twenty minutes, the white-haired young man drove to his residence, which was a large two-story house that was extremely dilapidated.

The colonial-style house looks at least 80 years old and has a dilapidated exterior. The house is in the most remote part of the southern suburbs of Phoenix, surrounded by dense trees and very secluded.

A gentle breeze blew, and the surrounding dim woods began to sway, making the big dilapidated house look even more eerie, like a haunted house.

The albino youth summoned the asphalt beast, wrapped the three unconscious youths in the car, and led them into the gloomy house.

In the house, a man in his 40s was the father of the young man with albinism, and his hair was snow-white, and his eyebrows and hair were all white. This man is also an albinist.

Seeing the young man return, he immediately got up from the couch.

"William, do you know what you're doing? Don't go wrong like this again! Don't keep hurting innocent people! The boy's father said with a sad face.

It turned out that this young man with albinism was called William. William gave his father an indifferent look, but didn't say anything.

He took the three young men who had passed out to the dark basement.

There was only an old kerosene lamp in the basement, and as far as the eye could see, the entire basement had been transformed into four areas, each with a large iron door tightly closed.

William opened one of the doors, and a foul smell of mold came to his face, only to see that the room had been converted into a fortified prison for the living.

William threw the three unconscious young men in, closed the heavy iron door, and locked it with a large thick lock.

He then walked out of the basement and came to the car parked in the yard. The three halved corpses in the trunk were transported to the basement.

And William's father couldn't take it anymore. With tears streaming down his face, he roared angrily at William: "Are you still human? You've killed all these young people! My God! How could I have a son like you? You're a monster! ”

An expression finally appeared on William's cold face, and it was a look of disgust.

"You say I'm a monster? Wasn't I a monster in the first place? Growing up, I've been a monster in the eyes of others! You forgot? William said coldly to his father.

Then he said, "Am I a monster? Aren't you a monster in the eyes of others? I was ridiculed when I was a child, and I was discriminated against after I entered society, and I lived in inferiority all my life, isn't it? Why are everyone else happy? And we are going to live in pain and misery? ”

"William, don't go on like this! Hasn't God already compensated you? Your superpowers have awakened! Kid, forget the past, it's too late to go back! Father said earnestly and persuasively.

"No, Father, you seem to have misunderstood, God does not exist, otherwise He would not have given me this cursed body. In addition, this superpower comes from the underworld, from hell, and I want to use this power to do what I like. I am like a god now! Neither monsters nor those disgusting humans can stop me! ”

"You're going to pay the price, sooner or later you're going to pay the price...... William, I've lost a son! I don't want to lose you anymore, I really don't want to lose you! ”

A wry smile appeared on William's pale face, and he said, "Father, how many times have I said it, George is not dead, isn't he alive and well?" ”

William then opened the large black iron door next to him.

I saw a white-haired werewolf with a height of nearly two meters inside being chained by huge chains, this white-haired werewolf is different from the werewolf outside, his body and face have not completely transformed into a werewolf, and he still retains some human characteristics, except for some sparse white hair on his body, that is, his height is somewhat abnormal, and his teeth are extremely sharp, and the others are not much different from normal people.

This white-haired werewolf was none other than William's younger brother, George.

The white-haired werewolf noticed that someone had opened the door, and he slowly opened his eyes, these green eyes were extremely calm, not as bloodthirsty and cruel as the real werewolf monsters outside.

"George, my brother brought you something to eat, eat more, there is still something alive after eating, hehehe." William said with a smile, then threw the two halves in front of his brother George.

George's sense of smell was stimulated by the smell of blood, and his eyes instantly became a little different, and the saliva in his mouth began to secrete a large amount, some of which had already flowed out. He immediately leaned down, dragged the two bodies in front of him, and began to eat them in large gulps.

Vomit!

George's father retched at the disgusting sight, and he staggered to the bathroom.

William ignored his father and calmly said to the white-haired werewolf, "George, don't worry, you're just sick, and you'll get better sooner or later." Brother promised you, I'm going to find a doctor to cure you, and when you're well, let's kill those disgusting humans together, okay? ”

George didn't pay attention to William's words, and just ate the corpse on the ground with a big mouthful of himself.

William slowly closed his eyes, and after a moment, he closed the door in front of George.

William then went to his room and picked up his beloved violin, an English-made violin, which looked to be some years old, and the smooth lacquer was somewhat peeling, but it was not damaged.

William looked out the window at the dim scene, a mocking smile on his lips.

He remembered when he was a kid again.

Because of albinism, his eyesight is very poor, and the stronger the sunlight during the day, the more he can't see clearly, but his eyesight will be surprisingly good at night, and sometimes when he is crazy with his peers, he runs faster than anyone else.

Due to vision problems, he did not go to school, but he went to school for a few days, but he couldn't see the blackboard clearly, and coupled with the ridicule of his classmates, William did not want to go to school again.

"Ironically, this dim end of the world is my place, I don't want this world to be restored to light, the end of the world is my paradise."

Whew, William breathed a long sigh of relief.

He raised the violin in his hand and placed it on his shoulder. Said slowly: "A "Serenade" is dedicated to myself, and at the same time to this beautiful last days. ”

The wind was blowing outside, and the melodious sound of the piano in the house made the big house look even more eerie.