The more desires that were within you, the more your physical abilities increased exponentially. However, your mind grew weaker in the process.

Having just one of those desires destroyed was enough to turn you into a black creature. It seemed that devouring black creatures’ brains wasn’t all sunshine and rainbows.

In fact, eating a black creature’s brain was almost like taking a gamble. At least there was some good news. This desire of mine was almost the same as Kim Heyong-Jun’s desire.

I wouldn’t have been able to survive even for a day if I had eaten the brain of a black creature that harbored the desire to kill humans. A chill ran down my spine as I reached this conclusion.

However, there were still questions I didn’t have answers to.

‘When the enemy leader ordered me to kill Park Gi-Cheol as a threat, I was able to remain sane, right…?’

I’d been able to hang onto my sanity when I was put in the situation of either eating or killing Park Gi-Cheol. I wondered if some sort of physical trigger had to be involved in order for me to lose my sanity.

Now that I thought about it, my entire body had been engulfed in heat only after I’d seen blood trickling down from Park Gi-Cheol’s forehead.

Even back at the high school, it was when enemies showed up and my underlings informed me that the Lee brothers were in danger, that I’d gone berserk and gotten rid of all the red zombies on the first floor.

There wasn’t any physical contact involved, but it seemed like I had to have direct...