The heaven and the earth are a net, and all living beings are bait. Some people practice cultivation and ascend in an attempt to jump out of the chessboard; some people sink into the sea of desire and are willing to be the devil of heaven.
My name is Lu Chen, a coward who makes a living by dissecting dead people. Until that day, I held the pen named "Reincarnation", and the sound of the "Yinsi Judge" system sounded in my ears.
Others rely on aura to practice, but I rely on virtue to upgrade, peeking into the memory of the deceased, and rewriting the threads of cause and effect. But this power is never free - life span, organs, emotions, reason... Every time you write, it is a huge gamble with the cobwebs of heaven and whispers from outside the world.
When love is a poison that penetrates the intestines, when the truth is covered up, when the fairy door in the past becomes a taboo, when the road to ascension requires the purchase of a "license"... As a mortal, I control the cycle of life and death. Not only do I have to fight against the heaven that devours emotions, but I also have to fight for a way out for myself and for those souls who are trapped by fate in the shadow of Cthulhu and the weirdness of the cyberpunk ghost city!
Why do you ask me? Probably... I'm better at dealing with corpses than "them".
