Three Thousand Worlds, and I Can Travel Freely Through Them All

In his first month studying abroad in Kyoto, Guan Ye died. On a night as dark as ink, he became yet another urban legend.

April's spring rain fell on Guan Ye's headless body, no different from water poured over a little roadside flower.

"PO, PO, " Beside the corpse stood, or perhaps floated, a ghostly white figure.

You may have heard this legend, more or less... It was about a tall woman, over eight feet in height, who wore a * hat. Her long hair fell over her shoulders, hiding her eyes, and as she walked, she made a "PO, PO, PO, " sound. If she set her sights on you, you wouldn't survive the night.

"PO, PO, PO, " The eerie sound kept drifting through the silent, rainy night, like the joyful cries of the Eight-Foot-Tall Woman.

Up to this point, everything had been just like usual. What even the Eight-Foot-Tall Woman hadn't expected was that the headless "corpse" would stand up again...

After that day, Guan Ye learned that an even more terrifying monster was inhabiting his body...

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to real people or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.