
Dreaming in the Yin Temple
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I am the city god of this city, and I determine the order of yin and yang. But within seven days, countless people fell asleep and never woke up. A strange dream copy exactly like my City God's Temple, spawned from the Yin Eye of the earth. The faceless believers knelt down and whispered, and the melting statue stared at it forever. When the bell rang, the space shrank by one point. The rules are invalid here, the divine power is swallowed up, and the soul is eaten. It imitates my temple, steals my godhead, and seeks to replace it. Those who dream can only abide by the rules of death: Don't answer names, don't turn around, don't look directly at the statue. And I must tear apart this sinister dream with my own hands, Otherwise, I will become its new idol and perish forever.
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