At some point, a rumor began circulating among the many wandering ghosts.
They said there was a place that only served the dead, and would take on any request, from slaying demons and monsters to transporting corpses and relocating graves. There was nothing it couldn't do.
The ghosts were delighted when they heard, and eagerly went looking for it, hoping to get its help.
But before long, they began to sense that something was off.
"Strange, where's that kid from a few days ago, the one who said he hadn't cleared his browsing history and spun around to escape back from the Bridge of Helplessness?"
"No idea. I think he went to Shigu House... Come to think of it, haven't there been a lot fewer of us lately?"
The wild ghosts cursed furiously.
"A 100% ascension rate! What kind of lousy place is Shigu House? It eats ghosts without even spitting out the bones. They should call it Bone-Eater House!"
"True, but to be honest, I've got a regret of my own..."
"What? Get a grip! There's no such thing as a good deal like that. It's all a conspiracy! Some underperforming lackey of the Underworld must have opened that place to bait us into a sting operation! Despicable!"
Little did they know that most of the rumors were true.
It would be a long time before they learned that the owner of Shigu House really did clear the names of wronged souls, and had never wavered from that mission for thousands of years.
But he was no lackey of the Underworld.
On the contrary, he had been convicted for fighting the Ghost Sovereign over power and succession, and was currently being hunted by the underworld soldiers. He was a wanted fugitive from the netherworld through and through.
Ahhhh, it's really beautiful. I hope the author can make more. It's not enough.