Vodoo, who has completely lost its owner, was sold to merchants as magic items, but because of its particularity, no one has discovered the mystery in it, after all, it is a self-aware prop, and it is not strange to get out of the user's control. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Items that cannot be used are treated as defective items, and Vokoo is no exception, and magic items that have lost their power have become waste items that no one wants, and they can only lie in the clutter and follow various merchants around the world.

Voodoo never gave up on its former life, it just waited, waiting for a new owner who would appear at some point, and it believed that the new master would take it back on track again, back to the exciting and fulfilling days of killing people day after day.

The way to choose a new owner is very simple and straightforward, it is simply a matter of feeling.

I don't know if it's because the broken soul as a carrier is too fragile to make it easier to receive stimuli from the outside world, so the most direct impact of the fact allows Volodus to feel the special of others to a certain extent, including the magic that is closely connected to the soul.

Relying on this method, which is neither a special ability nor a defect, Volodus is constantly looking for a new master, I don't know how long the time has passed, and I don't know how many countries he has traveled, just blindly waiting and looking forward to it.

Perhaps it was the voodoo that waited in return, and on that day, in that city, voodoo met its new owner.

It was a human woman, the most striking thing was the flamboyant red hair swaying in the wind like a flame, even as a doll who didn't understand human aesthetics, Voldo thought that this woman was very good in terms of capacity and other aspects, but this is not the reason why Voldo chose this woman, the important thing is the soul.

Voodoo has been around for a long time, and it thinks it has seen all kinds of strange things, but among these strange things, this red-haired woman is also outstanding. There is no doubt that the soul is human, there is nothing special about it, but the magic that overflows from the depths of the soul is indescribably powerful, and just when a woman comes nearby, Vokoo can feel his soul tremble like a lamb threatened by a beast.

It's this woman, and Volodoo is almost immediately determined.

Moreover, not only Volodus, but even women probably think the same way, because Volkswagen knows that women have noticed themselves.

Lying in the palm of the woman's hand, Voldo could feel the constant stimulation in the area of his body that belonged to the soul, as if to awaken his long-idle instinct, so Voldo opened his eyes.

The eyes of humans and dolls come into contact in this way.

Just as Vodoo thought, although the woman was very surprised when she saw it, she did not panic or fear, but rejoiced as if she had found a treasure.

In any way, Volodus was very satisfied with this woman becoming his master, and the tacit understanding that was vaguely displayed in this encounter alone could be seen that this person was very good-looking, and Voldoo even foresaw the scene of his return to a better life, and the two killed together, plundered together, and found a sense of existence from the pain of others together.......

...... That's how it should be.

The dream didn't last long, and it didn't last even a day or night, and then it vanished, and Fudu saw the world's most terrifying monster in that beautiful mountain forest.

The monster that appeared in human form for some reason had a beauty that even the doll's Vokoo was fascinated by, but that beauty couldn't hide the transcendent soul under the small body. The soul is like the moon wrapped in the night, emphasizing itself by talking to herself, not giving the light to the night as the background, and at the same time, like the moon, willfully dominating the world of the night, so that people can't put anything in their eyes except her.

If the red-haired woman made Volodoo feel the excitement of sheep meeting beasts, then this monster that surpassed everything brought Volodus a feeling of another dimension.

Just staying by the side of that monster, his deformed life wants to return to the right path as if it feels an instinctive mission, and the broken soul wants to return to nothingness naturally. This kind of idea of knowing the danger ahead but still resolutely wanting to move forward is the most terrifying, as if destruction has become his mission, and not only can he not resist, but he agrees with this mission from the bottom of his heart.

The doll, which had never imagined death, glimpsed the purest end at that moment.

Fortunately, Voodoo is not a weak waste, and the self-consciousness that can be born from the dead has allowed it to escape from the whirlpool of worthlessness in which even its personality has been trampled on. 'If you want to leave, if you want to escape, you will die', such negative emotions filled Voldo's consciousness, but in the end, instead of acting according to this survival instinct, it played dead motionless in the hands of the monster.

No self-aware creature would give up resistance, but in the midst of a gap so great that no despair could be made, Voldo could only lie down and pretend to be dead, unable to do anything, leaving a future that he didn't even know if there was light or not to an illusory fortune.

No, in fact, there is still something that Volodoo can do, and that is to keep the care liquid in his body from falling into the hands of monsters, so that he can be destroyed as a disgusting thing at once.

Fu, who didn't dare to move a little, didn't know how long he had been like this, his body's sense of time and space was all confused under the tremendous pressure, and it even had the illusion that this period of time was longer than his own deformed life.

Fortunately, the monster soon lost interest in voodoo and let it return to the red-haired woman.

After the catastrophe, the power of the aftermath caused the care liquid to overflow from the body, and seeing the important part of his body equivalent to blood flowing into the red-haired woman's hands, Voldo did not have any spare energy to let his brain move, and he could only enjoy this hard-won peace.

Since then, Volodus has not received the attention of monsters again, and even the treatment is no different from ordinary dolls, and the treatment method is even more casual, just put it in any place where you can put items before going to bed, and it is no different from other furnishings.

Such negligence was a godsend for Voodoo, who waited until everyone had fallen asleep by the decorative candlesticks of a corridor, and then carefully moved his movements, in order to find a way to survive in this small world where death was the neighbor.

Vodoo followed the corridor all the way to the stairs, the stairs that had never been in his eyes before, but now they were cliffs blocking the way of Vodoo's progress.