Three Different Endings

"You shouldn't have recklessly exposed yourself." Han Peipei whispered, her voice barely audible. Her hands had marched forward, and her fingers were trembling, an inch away from pushing Azalea off the boat when something strange happened.

Azalea's body suddenly turned into a black mass, and she was immediately sucked into the ground. The boat shook violently, and Han Peipei fell forward, her hands touching nothing but air.

Due to the excessive force she had exerted earlier, she couldn't stop herself and tumbled over the edge of the boat, falling into the dark waters below.

Splash!

Ren Haoyu's sprint came to an abrupt halt as he witnessed the chaotic scene unfold before him.

What the f*ck is happening?

Why does the one who fall was Han Peipei instead of Azalea?

Then under his bewildered gaze, he watched as Azalea's body gradually materialized from the shadow below, rising from the darkness like a specter.

Her eyes appeared to be devoid of emotion as she stared at Han Peipei who had just stabilized herself in the water. "What did you say again?"

Han Peipei's eyes glinted with anger and grudge as she looked at Azalea, her thoughts churning. For a moment, she seemed hesitant, but then something inside her snapped, and she let out a bone-chilling shriek that echoed through the air.

The wind around them intensified, and the boat began to shake violently, threatening to topple over. Ren Haoyu clutched his head in agony as the sound pierced his eardrums, and blood trickled from his nose and ears.

Damn it!

It f*cking hurt!

Ren gritted his teeth and tried to stand up, but his legs felt like jelly, and his vision was blurry. He knew he had to do something to stop Han Peipei before it was too late, but the world around him was spinning, and his mind was foggy.

But amidst the chaos, he saw Azalea standing still like an unwavering tree, her eyes closed and her face serene.

Ren felt a glimmer of hope. Even in his weakened state, he knew Azalea was a force to be reckoned with. As he watched, he saw a faint aura of dark energy surrounding her, pulsing in time with her steady breathing.

With each passing moment, Ren's vision grew dimmer, but he held onto the image of Azalea as a beacon of hope. Even if he passed out, he trusted that she would be able to handle whatever was happening.

Azalea, who was the closest to Han Peipei's location, gritted her teeth as she fought through the pain pulsing through her eardrums. She refused to show any weakness, her eyes focused and determined as she unzipped her bag with stiff movements. From within the bag, she withdrew a small container filled with dark, thick liquid that resembled blood.

With a sense of urgency, Azalea sloppily splashed the blood onto the wooden surface of the boat, her hand shaking. She began to drag her feet over the blood, her movements slow and deliberate as she drew a series of intricate symbols and sigils, reminiscent of demonic runes.

The air around them grew colder, and a dark energy began to emanate from the pattern that Azalea had drawn. As she finished the final stroke of her drawing, she bit down on her thumb, causing droplets of blood to fall onto the pattern.

Suddenly, the pattern lit up with a bright scarlet glow, and the air around them was filled with a palpable sense of dread. From the depths of the pattern, a shadowy figure began to emerge, growing larger and larger until it loomed over the area, casting an eerie darkness that stretched for meters around them.

As the demon fully materialized, its features became clearer. Its skin was a sickly shade of green, and its eyes were glowing with an eerie red light. It seemed to emanate an aura of malice and darkness, and Ren Haoyu couldn't help but feel a sense of dread in its presence.

With a guttural growl, the demon unleashed a wave of psychic energy that radiated from its body. The force was so strong that it caused Ren Haoyu to clutch his head in pain, despite not being the primary target. Han Peipei was directly in the demon's line of sight, and the wave of energy shot straight at her. She was caught off guard and a few steps too late to avoid it.

There was no sound as the energy collided with Han Peipei's body. She let out a silent scream before plopping to the water, motionless. The shriek that had been tearing through the air had stopped, replaced by an eerie silence that made Ren Haoyu's hair stand on end.

And just like that, the demon disappeared, leaving no trace of its existence behind. The lake regained its tranquility, but the three people who had been rowing peacefully earlier were now in completely different states. Ren Haoyu was barely conscious, Azalea was standing but clearly injured, and Han Peipei floated motionlessly on the water, her fate unknown.