I Became a Murderer in the Academy. - Chapter 91: The illusion of the past

... arrived back home—a decrepit, abandoned house near the back alley, which I now owned. At first, it felt strange, but this place had become as familiar to me as the back alleys themselves. I stepped into the dark house, devoid of any light sources. I still hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights; after becoming this creature, I found the darkness more comforting.

My body’s eyes are naturally suited to the dark. This is a small way in which I differ from humans. Today, I bought a few more a ...