Horror Is Here? Whatever, My Contract Has No Limits

[Horror descends + no female lead + rules-based horror]

Also known as: The Supernatural Revival: I’m More Terrifying Than the Supernatural

At first, everyone thought it was just an ordinary red rain, until the sun was quietly replaced by a black moon, and one by one, moldy, soft books made of human skin crawled up their arms...

The sun never rose again, and the night stretched on without end. No one knew when it would be over. Shadows drifted through the darkness, carrying a faint smell of blood and rot. Endless death and terror engulfed everyone, and desperate screams rang out day after day.

The Age of Revival everyone talked about never came. Instead, horror descended. But there was still a glimmer of hope: those who survived the terror could make a pact with a soul and call it a Ghost Servant. All they needed was to own one of the human-skin ghost books.

Even so, the deaths did not stop. Just as everyone struggled to survive...

Li Nan lounged with one leg crossed over the other, munching noisily on sunflower seeds with a look of contempt. “Horror descends? Supernatural revival? Tch, who cares? I can make unlimited pacts.”

As soon as he finished speaking, countless twisted figures appeared at his feet, prostrating themselves before him. How could anyone call them vicious ghosts? They were clearly devoted worshippers!

The human-skin ghost book: “Who am I? Where am I?”

Everyone: “Big shot, save me!!!”