final doomsday

"Jack, why do you want to be a doctor?" Mom touched her daughter's head gently, and her smooth silver hair gently slid between her fingers, gently brushing her palm. //High-speed update//Silver is very beautiful

Color, in her eyes, represents the misfortune of her daughter.

This is a congenital inheritance disease.

The disease took away her mother's life and her son's life. She was less than a month old and didn't even have a good look at this world, so she died like this.

die?

One day she will die and her daughter will die. But she hopes to see that her daughter has a happy family and a happy life at that time. Such a wish is not a luxury, right?

However, even such a small wish cannot be realized, and there is no possibility of realization from the beginning.

A terrible disease spread in her family and no one can survive. People born with silver hair and silver eyes can live to be 15 years old and then die in pain. Even if they are not born with silver hair, the disease will be at 35 at the latest.

Come and collect the remuneration you deserve when you are old.

There is no hope of healing, no possibility of redemption, and it entangles them like a curse.

""What can I do in fifteen years?

She can't feel the sweetness of love, can't form a happy family, and can't enjoy any fun. Sometimes she also thinks how good it would be if she was born with silver hair and silver eyes, so she wouldn't have a family, let alone watch her.

He watched his daughter die but could not do anything.

"To cure my mother's illness." Jack raised his head and looked at her seriously.

Studying medicine is useless. Those doctors can’t cure me or you!

She couldn't say such words. Instead of letting her daughter spend a short life in despair, it would be better to give her a little sustenance. Maybe she would curse me before she died why she didn't tell her the truth, but she had at least experienced this

The world is here. Isn't it?

"Child, mom believes that you will definitely become an excellent doctor. At that time, not only should you cure your mother, but you should also cure other people who are tortured by the illness."

"Um!"

On July 3, 1888, Jack cremated his mother's body with his own hands. The flames reflected reddened her pale face, and her peaceful face was deeply engraved in the depths of her silver pupils.

"I'm sorry mom, I couldn't protect you..."

""What else can be done?

What's the point of living...?

Mom is gone. Is it necessary to survive?

"……some."

My mother said that I should use medical skills to cure others. Even if I hate this city, I have to fulfill the agreement I made with my mother. I have not been able to protect my mother, so I cannot violate the agreement.

"What my mother said must be followed."

Jack put his mother's ashes in the only beautiful and sturdy box at home, and carefully collected them. Only in this way can his mother not leave her again and be with her forever.

Since then, she has been away from the original neighborhood and practiced medicine everywhere. At first, no one believes in this little girl, but she has cured many people with her excellent medical skills.

No reward was asked for nothing. It was just for the treatment of the disease. Without those vicious rumors and malicious slander, people finally slowly accepted her.

She is like a messenger sent by God to the earth, so people with gratitude call her

"The Final Doomsday Chapter 439: Shatter, disintegrate the Virgin!" Virgin.

"Why is this happening..." Jack curled up in the corner of the wall and cried in tears.

In front of her is a female corpse, her face was beaten and bruised, some of her incisors fell off, and her neck was cut twice. But the cruelest thing is not these, but the wound on her abdomen. Her stomach was cut open and her intestines were dragged.

When he arrived on the ground, even the baby girl who had just formed a slight shape in her belly was stabbed into a disgusting ball of meat sauce by a sharp knife.

The blood was flowing everywhere. The pungent smell of blood made her sick.

She did all these by herself.

"No, it's not me..."

She watched helplessly as she cut the other person's throat from the woman's back, cruelly waving the scalpel on the person who had not yet died. Her mature surgeons allowed her to cut her flesh without any trouble, just like

An old doctor with decades of experience in surgery.

But she couldn't control her body at all!

Jack wanted to take his eyes away, but his eyes could only watch himself performing atrocities. She gave orders to her body frantically, but her body completely ignored the command.

It's like there's another person in "the end of the world" cāo indulges her.

"First." A familiar voice came out of her mouth, making her feel cold and frightened.

Eight days later, the second victim appeared, and the murderer was also her. The deceased wailed in horror before his death. But no one came to stop him. She was like a powerless bystander, unable to do anything except "see"

Change.

The third, the fourth, the fifth...

Jack watched as he easily killed others with skillful skills, but this medical technique should have been used to save people!

"Mom, I'm sorry, I can't even make the agreement with you..."

The blood dyed the eyes bright red, and the painful and desperate face of the deceased echoed in front of her eyes, as if complaining about why she did this.

Did Jack the Ripper really do only five cases?

No, there were more than a hundred people who died in her hands, and even more. The bodies were chopped by her and threw them into a boiling pot and stewed into broth. Some of them were distributed to the hungry vagabonds, and all the rest were in.

She got her belly.

She didn't want to kill anyone, but she killed many people with her own hands. And one of the victims of the last "entertainment show" of this massacre feast was Jack herself. The scalpel cut her chest open and was weak and weak due to blood loss.

He even tied a bow with his intestines.

"Holy Virgin? Kill people, eat people, such a 'Holy Virgin' is..."

The vague consciousness fell into the abyss of darkness, and Jack never finished listening to what he said from his mouth until his death.

What is my wish?

I found the real murderer who committed the crime by my body and killed him. I learned medical skills to treat my mother, and to fulfill my agreement with her, not to become a tool for others to do evil!

Even if I can't protect my mother, I still have the memories of living with my mother, and I try my best to complete the agreed memory! If such a life is not happy, then what is everything that happened in the past?

Yes, I have cried, hurt, sad, and hated. But are those laughter and those warmth all unfortunate?

No, my life should be happy. This is only once experience that can remain in my heart when I die.

This is my life, a life that cannot be handed over to anyone or taken away by anyone.

You cannot be denied, shirked, forgotten, trampled, or laughed out!

This is so real, so warm, and so cruel, and this life is only once, the life of a person named "Jack"!

What about now?

The scalpel used to save people has become a tool for killing people, and the medical skills used to cure diseases have become an accomplice of killing people. Someone used my own hands to tear everything about me, trampled everything about me, and denied everything about me!

I once heard that a person can only kill one person in his life, otherwise he will not be able to die as a human being. If this is true, I have lost the qualification to be a human being.

I just hope that the last person I will kill in my life is him!

Holy Grail, if you are truly omnipotent, please realize my wish!

"You are not allowed to hurt my mother again!"

Whether it’s murder or bloody hands, as long as I can protect my mother, I can give up anything!

"Shatter, disintegrate the Virgin!" To be continued.

ps: Why is Jack suitable for Berserker’s introduction? Don’t forget Mushroom’s official position and I want to...

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