[Mystery x Wild Imagination x Daoist Occult Records]
A deadly contest that slips between reality and dreams.
Behind every numbered door lies a truth more terrifying than death.
The moment a jade earring falls into a drain on the autopsy table at a funeral home, Chen Shu's nightmare awakens.
A bloody case from a rainy night seventeen years ago plays out again: his mother's bloodstained white qipao, a jade bangle shattered into three pieces, a twisted corpse in the gap of a wardrobe... On Chen Shu's twenty-eighth birthday, these fragments of memory become reality. He has inherited his mother's double pupils, and the door turning in his left eye is the key to the "Endless Dream Corridor."
In the shadows of the modern city, the funeral home's morgue, an ancient Daoist temple with bronze talismans, and a jade star gate burning beneath the water form a bizarre labyrinth spanning yin and yang. Behind every numbered door, a mirrored life of Chen Shu's is imprisoned: a five-year-old curled up in a wardrobe, a thirteen-year-old clutching a critical illness notice, a twenty-eight-year-old mortician glimpsing the dead beneath an autopsy blade... When Door 0423 opens by itself, Chen Shu discovers that every mirror image repeats the same words: "You are the real door."
Forbidden Daoist arts, fragments of bronze scrolls, and shards of the Mirror of Rebirth piece together a bloody truth spanning twenty-three years. The secret of the generations of Gatekeepers, the rainy night his mother gouged out her eyes as a sacrifice, and the Daoist sect's century-long scheme for immortality gradually emerge amid the roar of the star gate's collapse. When Chen Shu's blood seeps into a bronze inscription engraved with "Jiaxu," he finally understands: the jade-green ghostly light that follows him like a shadow is no curse, but Pandora's box, opened by his own hand.
I can only say it's incredibly well-written, incredibly vivid. Every chapter brought images to mind, like something out of a movie. The whole story is very interesting, revolving around stargates. The protagonist seems like a vessel for the stargates, yet he also feels like he *is* the stargates themselves, one of the countless gates. I didn't quite understand the gate number, 0432.