Lord of the Mysteries

Without the window being opened, the notebook flipped open by itself?

Did someone enter my room?

Or rather, is it a paranormal incident?

Erm, there’s a ghost following me. It’s normal to have paranormal incidents…

In that second, countless thoughts flash through my mind.

At the same time, I see a monster drawn on the page of the open notebook.

The monster is humanoid, but it’s made of tiny squirming worms.

This sounds very bizarre and terrifying, but in reality, it feels nothing of the sort. This is because this drawing is very simple and crude. It resembles the random scribbling of a kindergarten child.

No way? Some brat entered my room? A relative of one of my flatmates? As I think about it, I pick up my notebook and flip through it quickly, searching for other traces.

After flipping through two pages, I see lines of text:

“My drawing expertise is really bad.

“The main problem isn’t me. I was once called a master artist.

“War is art! War is aesthetics!

“It’s like I’ve had a dream that I often had. The dream is filled with such strange languages.

“I’m such a decadent fellow!

“We really are women!”

…

These lines of text weren’t that difficult to read, but the things written down look very chaotic. It gives me a headache as I instinctively stop reading and close the notebook.

There’s a problem with this!

an

in the past two days. I barely managed to calm myself down

the glass window, the blonde female ghost that looks like

who did it?” I ask

the female ghost

more advanced than some spirit or poltergeist… As a modern youth who has played many foreign games and watched some foreign television series, I think the name sounds

Is an evil spirit more powerful?” I ask after some

female ghost nods her head in

more troublesome?” I think of asking Madam Daly to exorcise the ghosts again, but I’m also worried that she won’t be able to deal with ghosts at the

an evil spirit,” the female

I don’t know

intention behind scrawling in my notebook?” It takes me a few seconds to recall

ghost shakes her

“I don’t know.”

open my mouth and change the topic. “How should I

calling her female ghost,

that, her figure gradually fades and disappears from

I tease myself, It’s a huge incident. There’s no use

go to bed. It

for ten minutes and take my time to leave the house. On the way to the bus stop, I buy

I sit in my seat, then I get some water from the water

if I hadn’t treated myself last night, then I should be having a cup of sweet

soy milk, I associate it with the new product that has just been released at the store

Salted soy milk!

in a few places. Soy milk with

eat my breakfast seriously

is almost late, rushes in with a huge bag in her

some beverages. My treat,” she says

me, most

beverages are there?”

bag and hands the bag to