He climbed out of a grave with all his memories erased. The ghostly face carved into his arm seemed like a curse counting down to his death. Somehow, he became a streamer known as the “Man in the Coffin” in a late-night streaming organization, assigned number 33. The other types of streamers included cremators, morticians, paper effigy makers, and ferrymen. Whenever night fell, they were dragged into terrifying nightmares. They had to survive the horrors within and watch out for the other streamers, who might even kill them as part of their own livestream missions. Their desperate struggles to stay alive were the content shown to viewers on the other side of the screen, and the audience included not only people, but also ghosts, demons, witches, monks, and Daoists.
Who am I? Who is me? It seems the only way to solve all the mysteries is to survive nightmare after nightmare and save up ten thousand streaming points.
Some viewers send tips during the streams and offer guidance. The talismans they send may well save the streamers’ lives. Others shower them with gifts to make things harder, hoping to see more thrilling scenes.
Their fate is controlled by an invisible hand, and the fate of every nightmare each night is controlled by the fans watching the stream. Staying alive has become unimaginably difficult. To survive, the protagonist relies on selfishness, composure, and ruthlessness to make it through one nightmare after another.
Caught between life and death, teetering on the edge of reality and illusion, welcome to the countdown to death. This is an endlessly looping nightmare livestream. We’ll watch as you dance with death and struggle in the abyss. Take a guess: will you live long enough to learn the truth…
