“Let’s get to my home first and talk; it’s not safe out here."

"Okay."

Once they had reached LuXie’s home, LuXie immediately sat on the chair, crossing her legs, and stared at the eyeball still flying.

"Aren’t you tired of flapping your wings?" LuXie asked the strange eyeball, a little concerned.

"Nope, I don’t think so," the strange eyeball answered.

"Well, whatever," LuXie shrugged.

"So, do you have a name?" LuXie asked the strange eyeball.

"Nope," the eyeball answered.

"Okay then, from now on, you'll be called Eyebat," LuXie said with a smug look as she nodded her head, pleased with the new name she gave the strange eyeball.

"Back there, what did you mean you know a lot about me? And why did you choose to save me or reincarnate me? Why did you choose me, and what’s your purpose?" LuXie asked the strange eyeball all the questions that had been bugging her, leaving her mind confused.

Eyebat looked at her, and its sighing voice could be heard in LuXie's head.

"In my sleep-like state, I was asked to choose one human I would like to establish a connection with. I searched and searched for a long time throughout the two worlds until I found you. A soul covered in some weird aura. One I have never seen before. And I have never seen anything like your soul before, so I chose you. I watched you since you were born and the times you struggled with life as a kid. Your abusive parents would beat you and your little sister every day since they didn’t love you both at all, even to the point they left the house for some daughter till eventually your little sister starved to death.

That’s when you started to hate humanity. Everyone who knew of you and your sister’s suffering ignored you both and didn’t even lend out a helping hand. You complained to some of them and they called you ungrateful. What’s more, when your little sister died, your parents didn’t even bury her well or give her a proper funeral.

You couldn’t stand your wicked parents anymore, and you killed them, by stabbing both of them to death. Just at the age of 7, you were a murderer," Eyebat summarized as it looked at LuXie, but its expression could not be discerned.

LuXie looked at Eyebat expressionless before she smirked. If this eyeball knew her deepest and darkest secret in such detail, it couldn’t possibly be lying about knowing a lot about her.

"Pfft, puru, puru, puru," LuXie laughed as she looked at Eyebat.

“I guess I can believe you. I did kill my parents and every one of those bastards who ignored me and my sister. Bunch as selfish twerps who couldn’t help starving children!! The world became so clear to me, people like to preach about helping others, but when they actually have to do it, they'd rather pretend than actually do it.” LuXie scoffed as she looked at the eyeball, and her expression turned mad.

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"Do you know what I felt killing a person for the first time?" LuXie asked Eyebat, which was confused by her question.

"Pure despair and joy. I was first scared when I stabbed my mum, but as she continued to scream and struggled for her life, I could tell what this feeling was: 'Pure Joy,'" LuXie said as she had a wide grin on her face.

Eyebat shivered because of LuXie's expression but it continued to listen to her.

"After my mum died in her pool of blood, I became bored. I wanted to experience that feeling again, so I went after my dad and all those who ignored me in that small village. That time was the best moment of my life," LuXie smiled as her face flushed red and she drooled, remembering the past.

“My father and mother always cut up people at home. So I see no reason why they didn't deserve to be cut up as well,” LuXie stated as she remembered her child self peeking through a hole in the wall.

Her parents yelling on the phone about some ransom ffrom person as they held whomever they brought home at gunpoint. The yelling would continue for hours until eventually, a gunshot would be heard. LuXie would watch as her parents neatly dismembered the bodies as though they were professionals and packed them in containers before leaving home for days, not caring enough to leave enough food for LuXie and her little sister to eat.

LuXie would barely eat and mostly give whatever packaged food her parents previously bought to eat to her little sister to eat. But during their parents' last leave, they left them home for more than a month, causing all the food in the house to run out, leaving LuXie and her sister starving.

LuXie went out to try and beg for food, but seeing her haggard appearance made them ignore her. Or rather, they didn't want to get involved with her, knowing the house she's from.

Being a child, LuXie didn't know about things like the police or CPS, so she just stayed by her sister's side in their house.

A month later, LuXie’s father and mother returned, holding luxurious bags and clothes, the stuff they always brought back after their long trips.

However, unlike how LuXie would usually welcome them, this time she didn't because her sister lay dead in her arms, wrist cuts visible from feeding her blood to her sister, but she still didn't survive.

LuXie emotionlessly stared at her parents as they entered the hall, and they nonchalantly stared back at her, noticing their dead second daughter.

“Cover her body with something. She smells awful. We would bury her tomorrow,” her mother said with a disgusted expression before passing by with her father and heading to their room upstairs. And that was when LuXie snapped.

She finally realized. Her parents didn't care whether they lived or died. All that mattered to them was that they had children to distract the police from investigating them any further.

"Hehe, that’s what I love about you. And when you killed them, you hid any evidence tracing back to you. You were already very smart as a kid," Eyebat laughed happily.

'She was truly scary as a kid. She burnt down her entire village and pretended to be the last survivor,' Eyebat thought to itself as it looked at LuXie.

"Hah, watching your entire life was like watching an antagonist drama series," Eyebat laughed.

"Seriously?!" LuXie looked at the eyeball, raising an eyebrow.

"It's a pity that you died," Eyebat said solemnly.

"It's such a pity, but I got to experience a new feeling," LuXie chuckled as she looked at Eyebat.

"And what might that be?" Eyebat asked innocently.

"The despair I felt during my death. Hahaha. I was in my own pool of blood, dying such a warm and painful feeling at the same time, hhhaaaaaa," LuXie sighed.

'She's definitely an interesting human,' the Eyebat thought as it watched LuXie, who was fantasizing about her days back on earth.

"Well, I made sure to still preserve your beauty in this body," Eyebat mumbled.

"I guess that’s why I still look the same," LuXie smiled as she snapped out of her fantasies.

"But why couldn’t you let me keep my sexy body?" LuXie then glared at Eyebat as a dark aura surrounded the room, causing Eyebat to shudder.

"Well, you can’t blame me since I didn’t awaken early. I could reconstruct your full older body; I could only make a kid version of yourself as a race assigned with a darkness element," Eyebat stared nervously as it could see that LuXie looked really angry, but she soon calmed down.

"So a dark elf, huh? I like your way of thinking.”