A Different Story

By the time you read this, I'll be dead. But I want you to keep reading. You know, I'm a bounty hunter. I'm on the trail of an evil werewolf who's killed dozens of people at his hands, and he especially likes to eat children. I must deal with it before midnight tonight, or he will be much stronger on the full moon, and there will be many victims. I got word that werewolves have been out in the woods lately, so I decide to check in with some of the people in the neighborhood.
————August 15th, 1800 8:00 a.m.

The family looks so strange. Despite telling them that there are werewolves in the neighborhood, the woman still insists that her daughter bring food to her grandmother who lives in the forest. There is nothing right about an old woman living alone in the forest. Then the child keeps staring at me, thinking she is trying to say something, but as soon as I try to speak to her, she runs away. It is a strange family, but I decide to follow the child, always thinking the wolves would be after her.
————August 15, 12 o 'clock

Just as I expect, this ugly monster shows up. To tell you the truth, even when I see him now, I shudder a little. His claws and fangs even reflect light in the sun. But I'll never forget what he did that day. All I have is two silver bullets and the amulet my wife had given me. God forbid I kill him today. But what about this little girl. Why does she not appear alarmed at the sight of this monster, just talking to each other? And I can't believe this guy didn't lay a hand on that kid. There must be something wrong here, I can't rush to start, I decide to search.
————August 15th at 2:00 p.m

What the hell is going on here. What is that thing in the bed, and how does this kid manage to talk to this monster, or does she think it's her grandmother? That's crazy. And judging by this guy's stomach, it looks like he just ate someone, which is, unsurprisingly, her grandmother, so things got a little out of hand. Wait! I think he's looking over. No, I have to get out of here, I feel my body trembling，The hair on my arm stand up. It’s not a good idea to fight him head-on.
————August 15th, 6:00 p.m

I can't just sit back and do nothing. I think I have to do something. Damn it, The moon came out and he became stronger. He's gonna do something to that kid. I have to....... The note ends here.

August 15th, 1819, In a certain house in the city. Too bad. I wonder what happened back there. Yeah, I'm curious. Huh? Wait, there's text on the back of this.

Unlike the powerful font in the front, the font in the back becomes very beautiful and does not seem to have been written by a single person. It is now eight o 'clock in the morning on August 15th. After I got this diary, this is the 99th time I have returned to this time, I still vaguely remember the first time I returned to the hunter before he was killed by a Wolf to protect me. He gave me his notes before he died, tucked among the notes was a silver glowing amulet. Before I was about to be eaten by the Wolf, this diary suddenly gave out a dazzling light. I woke up to the beginning of this day.

In the meantime, I have tried a million things, but I couldn't save everyone. It seems that I can't change the original ending, but I came up with a way. If I can't change the original ending, then I can let the ending no longer be the ending, if I can let the story not end in the end, then the ending is not called the ending. Forgive me if I'm a little incoherent, but this is a great joy for me. If the original was that I would be swallowed by the Wolf, then I would change the ending on that basis.

By the time you read this, my plan has worked. After I was swallowed by the Wolf, I felt dark and smelly around me. I was in a coma, but I was waiting for an opportunity. Bang!! Suddenly, a bullet went into the Wolf's stomach and grazed my arm. The pain stimulated my brain and I was instantly awake. The Wolf was too big and too cunning for Mr. Hunter to kill with his only two bullets. But that was only on the surface, and I can now, so I will take the silver bullet and stab it hard into the Wolf's heart. There will be a howl, and it will probably be the loudest sound I have ever heard in my life. The Wolf will begin to vomit, and my grandmother and I will be thrown up.

I did it. The Wolf had lost all his strength. He fell to the ground like a deflated balloon. And I jumped into my grandmother's arms and cried. I finally saved everyone.

Well, in the end I decided to get rid of this note, after all, it's better to keep these things private, but it's a shame to destroy them. I think I need to put it somewhere where no one can see it.

Oh, my God, this is such a funny story. Yeah, but speaking of Little Red Riding Hood, I remember if Mom always wore a red hat. What are you talking about, mom? There's no way a coward like that could defeat a terrible werewolf. You two, did you go down to the basement? Mmmmummy! Of course we didn't, right. Yeah, we were just about to go next door to Grandpa's house and hear him tell stories about his youth as a hunter. All right, well, you guys go, and be careful before the werewolves get you. Okay, Mom. What a disobedient little guy, but when it comes to disobedient, I was more excessive. After all, who would have thought of a little girl traveling through time and space to fight werewolves.