Xing Zhe could have spent his whole life as a carefree rich kid, until the night of his eighteenth birthday, when the bathroom mirror shattered and dragged him into a wasteland. Countless hanging coffins dangled upside down in a blood mist, and a bizarre, true world revealed its real face to him. He was forced to get involved.
He joined the Anomaly Management Bureau and began collecting blessings in a proper, legal manner.
From then on, the Bureau had a blessing hunter and a cognitive tyrant.
Your blessing is out of control? I'll help you find release!
Your cognition has mutated? I'll help you find release, too!
[Echoing Husk: Transfers twice the damage. Everything in sight is a scapegoat.]
[Mother Fungus' Lament: Mycelium strings play a mournful tune, while a hundred puppets dance to bury the gods.]
[The Lie of the Phantom Body: Carve flesh to reshape yourself and weave a false scheme, deceive gods and lure ghosts to sever souls.]
Anomaly Management Bureau: "Xing Zhe has turned another containment mission into a massacre of an entire family!!"
Xing Zhe: "Don't be afraid. You'll live on by my side forever!"
Not bad. Looks better than expected