[No harem, no formulaic plot, no invincible protagonist, no System, no power fantasy, no tragic deaths throughout. Read with caution if that bothers you.]
“Hey, man, do you think ghosts exist in this world?”
“They do.”
“They do? How do you know? Have you seen one?”
“I have. When I was six.”
“Six? That’s not funny at all. By the way, what’s your name?”
“My name is Chen Xi. I’m the son of a murderer...”
You ask if I’ve seen ghosts?
I have.
I once saw a pitiful girl brutally harmed by a heartless scumbag, then abandoned in the wilderness like a piece of trash.
I once saw a funeral procession wandering through a torrential downpour. They wore white robes and carried a coffin, as if dancing with death.
I once saw one vivid life after another suddenly snuffed out before my eyes like a candle in its final moments...
There are no gods in this world, and ghosts and monsters run rampant!
This is the world of humanity. The ghosts and monsters must be purged!
(This is all fiction. Do not relate it to real life. Please don’t read this while lying in bed in the middle of the night. Reader discretion is strongly advised!!!)
