Performing the Dark Script

(Infinite Flow + no golden finger + intelligent villains)

Crimson pills, night in broad daylight, signs of a twisted world.

The currents of time, selves that reject one another, signs of a town falling apart.

Children's eyes, elders' customs, gathering groundless malice.

My name is Chu Xiangming, but I've forgotten my real name.

Hard work and determination are useless here. The only thing you can pray for is a peaceful death...

(The protagonist isn't invincible from the beginning, and he isn't an absurdly intelligent character.)