[Fantasy twists + rule-based horror + gods and demons across the heavens + Lovecraftian horror + decisive killing + slaying gods]
When Jiang Zhan’s scalpel slices open the chest of the Night Wanderer, fluorescent blue divine blood sprays across the corner of his mouth, and the System blares an alarm: Rule Three of the Vendor’s Code:
[The vendor must not harm customers!]
[The vendor must not harm customers!]
[The vendor must not harm customers!]
He licks the tip of his blade and chuckles. “Do gods count as customers?”
“Sorry. I’m Jiang Zhan, the godslayer!”
“You, you… I’m a god…”
“I’m the vendor here. I am the rule.” Jiang Zhan points to the blood-red sign: “Bring your own ingredients. Gods are no exception.”
“What…” The Night Wanderer stares at the thing thumping in Jiang Zhan’s hand.
“Shh… No more chatter. Just relax. This dish will be the finest delicacy in the mortal realm!” he roars, nearly mad, and crushes it in his fist…
…
Welcome to the Abyss Night Market. Tonight’s special is charcoal-grilled celestial wings!
“Today’s prices: adults pay full price, children half price. Gods… Gods? Wait… gods are priceless… so pay with your life!”
