I was framed and thrown in prison right after transmigrating, where I was tortured mercilessly.
At death's door, the Extreme Path System activated, granting me an immensely powerful force.
Gazing at the prison bars before him, his eyes grew even colder, like ice that had remained frozen for a thousand years.
He lowered his eyelids and clenched his fists, feeling the power inside him as if it could burst out of his body at any moment. His expressionless voice murmured, "You made me do this..."
I'm willing to play along with your lies and become a heinous murderer.
I'm not the one who's wrong. This world is.
High-energy warning: This is a dark story spanning countless worlds. Righteous crusaders and holier-than-thou do-gooders, stay away! Also, Tokyo Ghoul will appear in this story!
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance to actual persons or events is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
