Sign Your Life

On the night of my eighteenth birthday, an anonymous letter dragged me into a dead end. My best friend died tragically in front of the door, leaving only a shocking warning: Don't sign, you will pay for it with your life. But when the time came, the shadow under the old locust tree was already writing and waiting. There were no terms and no price on the letter. I was only asked to sign my name. If you sign, you will get endless good luck, power and wealth, and your wishes will come true; If you don't sign, you will die suddenly and strangely like your best friend. I was forced to put pen to paper, and my life has been a mess ever since. But I gradually discovered that every good fortune was taking away the lives of those around me. Every signature is carving a tombstone for myself. Until one day, I received another letter: "The contract has expired, and it's time to pay for it with your life." Only then did I realize that what I signed was not my name. It is a soul contract of eternal slavery. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.