[{"data":1,"prerenderedAt":-1},["ShallowReactive",2],{"origin-becoming-a-god-through-horror":3,"chapter-becoming-a-god-through-horror-becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-13":6},{"origin":4,"title":5},"chinese","Becoming a God Through Horror",{"chapter":7,"nextChapterSlug":19,"prevChapterSlug":20,"totalChapters":21,"novelImage":22},{"id":8,"novel_id":9,"title":10,"slug":11,"index":12,"content":13,"wordcount":14,"created_at":15,"updated_at":15,"volume":16,"translator":17,"content_hash":18},2273556,4441,"Chapter 13: Evil Child!","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-13",13,"\u003Cp>At the steps.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis and Emma sat together.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“That medal should have been mine. Melo doesn’t even dare speak loudly in front of the whole class.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma suddenly said, her face pale.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis smiled, “Why?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma whirled around, glaring at him furiously.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis didn’t care, looking at her with contempt.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“The medal is meant for those who possess faith, honesty, cultivation, and compassion. Ask yourself— which one do you meet?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Compassion for watching a cat drown and doing nothing?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Honesty for deliberately letting wasps in just to grab attention?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Or faith forged by killing Emilia and Nuel together, covered in blood?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Oh, the only one you might qualify for is cultivation— after all, you practice every night, don’t you?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma couldn’t describe her feelings— anger? Fear? Murderous intent? Shame?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>They all mixed together, indistinguishable.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The only thing she could confirm was that this bastard, who saw her true self and mocked her without mercy, deserved to die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Die! Die! Die!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma stared fixedly at Louis, feeling as if her heart might burst from her chest.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At that moment, David, having finished speaking with Ellis, walked over and saw the two.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma, Louis.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Hello, Uncle.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David smiled.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Turning to Emma, whose mood seemed off, he assumed she was merely disappointed and comforted her, “Emma, everyone has their strengths. This medal doesn’t mean anything.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No! It should have been mine! Melo can’t even spell—he doesn’t deserve it!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma!” David frowned sternly. He couldn’t believe his usually well-behaved daughter would say such a thing, revealing such intense jealousy.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Perhaps he had been too busy with work and neglected her too much.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma took a deep breath, as if realizing her outburst, and calmed down. She glanced at Louis, watching coldly, then at Melo, surrounded by others laughing and cheering, and said, “Sorry, Dad. You’re right.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Melo is my friend. I should wish him well. I’m truly happy he won the medal.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>David nodded, patting her hair, convinced Emma was still his good child— just a momentary outburst.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nearby, Louis watched her clumsy performance.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Budebushuo ， Nianjixiao ， Zhenshijudadeyoushia ， Napayanjizhuolieyenanyirangrenhuaiyi 。\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But next, I’ll see how you keep acting.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>…\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>After the award ceremony, the children ran around playing, while the adults conversed and got to know each other— often, parental connections themselves became a resource.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>As the owner of two factories, David understood this well and chatted amiably with others.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>But he didn’t notice Emma had vanished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Nor did he notice Melo and… Louis had disappeared too.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>The entire school was built behind a forest near a cliff—walk past the garden, and you’d reach the cliff and the crashing waves.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And now, Emma was running toward the back with Melo.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melo was simple-minded; he believed Emma, his desk partner, was a good friend. It was normal for a good friend to invite him to play in the forest. Besides, Emma said there was a beautiful spot behind— it must be fascinating, perhaps a new secret base!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melo believed this wholeheartedly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>When they reached the cliff, gazing at the endless horizon, the jagged rocks and crashing waves, Melo let out a genuine gasp, “Wow, Emma, you were right— this place is so cool!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma said nothing, following silently behind.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>She followed all the way to the front.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Blocked Melo’s path.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>And stared at him with cold eyes.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melo finally felt afraid. He looked at Emma, then at the waves behind him, “Emma, we should go back.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma said nothing, continuing to stare at him as if he were an insect obstructing her.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma, what do you want to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You know what I want to do.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma said.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her eyes held no hesitation. She saw him not as her equal, not as a life worth sparing— she swiftly reached out, just as she had unhesitatingly plunged the iron shard into Emilia.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Then.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Clap! Clap! Clap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Applause rang out.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis stepped out from the side, smiling at Emma.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Emma, what do you want to do?”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>!!!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma stumbled backward several steps. She didn’t understand how Louis could be here— she had left so discreetly.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis advanced step by step, grabbed Melo, pulled him back, and patted his shoulder, “Alright, go wait over there quietly.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Melo swayed slightly, as if hearing his mother’s voice, nodded blankly, then stood still in place.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Watching this, Emma instantly recalled that nightmare-filled night. She waved her hands frantically, retreating, “Louis, no.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“No, that won’t do. This is a grave crime. Do you know what happens if the police find out?” Louis stepped closer.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’ll be strapped to a pink electric chair, electrocuted— just like that drowning cat. Oh, look at your beautiful hair, your little red dress— they’ll turn into ugly charred ashes.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Glug.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Fear flickered in Emma’s eyes. She could already see it.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Her experience was limited, her knowledge narrow, but her education told her: murder is a crime, and criminals, once caught, are punished.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>So Louis’s words made sense.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>At this moment, Louis reached her, grabbed her hair, and looked at her with feigned regret.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Emma pleaded, staring at Louis, “Louis, please… don’t.”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis’s expression hardened. He stared coldly at her. “Mistakes must be punished, or they grow worse— especially someone like you, a born evil child. You must be corrected harshly!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Realizing Louis wouldn’t spare her, Emma glared at him with venom. In that instant, she conceived several ways to retaliate.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Burn him alive!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Drown him!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Cut him to pieces!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Asshole! Who the hell do you think you are!”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“You’re just like me— you’ve seen blood too. Why punish me? Besides, I did the right thing. You’re the one I brought home. You stole my place in this family. Melo can’t even spell. None of those idiots are as good as me. That medal was mine. That cat couldn’t swim— it deserved to drown…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>“Fuck! Fuck! You…”\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Slap!\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>A sharp, crisp sound echoed around.\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>Louis blew on his palm. Gender equality— I’m even a year younger than her. What’s wrong with a slap?\u003C\u002Fp>\n\u003Cp>(End of Chapter)\u003C\u002Fp>",1001,"2026-06-19T23:34:28.869Z",1,"Qwen3-Next 80B","91eff853c1d2426de1e75bc8519655c7e4acdb290e74bc449a783573a76871b3","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-14","becoming-a-god-through-horror-chapter-12",253,"https:\u002F\u002Fnovelzhen.com\u002Fimages\u002Fcovers\u002Fbecoming-a-god-through-horror-cover.jpg"]