Eerie Revival: All My Fusions Have Mutated

[Apocalypse] + [Fusion] + [Dark] + [Cthulhu] + [Evolution and Mutation]

When Bai Xing wakes in a clinic piled high with mutated machinery, the bloody gears around his wrist are forging his flesh and bones into weapons.

This is a mad world.

Scalpel + church candlestick = holy silver cutting blade

Soul-devouring demon fangs + serrated iron chain = soul-devouring spirit-torture chain

Vengeful ghostfire + glass lantern = resentment-catching soul lamp

A vampire girl’s fangs can judge a metal’s purity, and even moonlight flows like liquid gunpowder.

To survive, he has no choice but to plunder beneath the blood moon.

- Forge a pain engine using his enemies’ screams

- Hammer memories of his first love into god-slaying bullets

- Cast the ruins of civilization into an apocalyptic workshop

But every victory comes at a terrible cost.

When his body is broken and his emotions stripped away, Bai Xing finally understands this world.

“All wars are the gods’ forges, and our flesh and blood are the steel they temper.”

The countdown to seven days of the cycle has begun.

When the blood moon rises on the seventh and final day, Bai Xing discovers the most terrifying truth.

“The doomsday weapon he forged with his own hands is the coffin the world prepared for him.”