The people of Linyuan City kneel outside the shrine every July 15th to welcome the arrival of Lord Cangwu.
They didn't know that what fell from the sky was not a divine king with an immortal style, but a shadow composed of countless twisted human faces. They didn't know that the "Godly Attendant" was eaten alive.
Shen Jingzhe knew. When he was seven years old, he saw his mother being chosen as a divine attendant and sent to the shrine, never to return. When he was nineteen, a woman with a scar on her face climbed over the wall into his backyard and said to him, "You can see it, right?"
From that day on, he began to die. He died three times and woke up three times. The fourth time, he stopped running away.
This is a story about a mortal killing a god. A story about the weight of memory, the price of sacrifice, and a woman who always chose to believe him in countless forgotten timelines.
