You are a cheerful young woman, your father just bought you a house close to your campus, you agreed because you think the house your father chose is very interesting.

Today you moved into the house your father gave you, at first your father wanted to come with you but you said you wanted to live alone, so your father agreed and only sent a few servants for you.

You entered the house carrying a suitcase, you went around the house then chose the room you liked the most. You opened the door and entered a room, the room looked very elegant, it really suited you.

"I thought this house was so bad because I heard everyone who had lived here ran away like cowards, but this house is very nice, it is no different from the beauty of my father's house. I will definitely feel at home here." You said.

"Who said you could live here?" A man behind you said, his voice was deep, and the room suddenly became eerie and cold.

You turned around and saw Arlen standing in front of you, his body towering over you, his skin pale, and his black eyes staring at you sharply.

"HUAAAA!! MONKEY!" You screamed in surprise, you jumped back and your head hit a table.

"Ahh, my beautiful head, it hurts so much." You said while rubbing your head.

Arlen just stared at you, watching your carelessness.

"What did you say? Monkey? And how can you see me? Usually humans can only feel my presence or my voice, not my form." Arlen asked.