Grandpa said he was taking me to honor our ancestors, but instead he nailed me inside a coffin.
“Good grandson, bear with it. Once your brother devours your soul, the Bai family will finally rise!”
Inside the coffin, my brother whispered excitedly in my mind: “Did you hear that? You’re about to become my nourishment!”
As I hovered on the brink of death, Grandma’s claws tore open the coffin lid.
In the moonlight, corpse spots covered half her face. “Good boy, Grandma’s taking you home.”
In an underground ancient city, I touched a stone statue of a war god and recovered my memories.
But just then, my brother awoke. “That power is mine!”
When I reclaimed all my divine power, my parents’ and elders’ schemes unfolded clearly before me.
This time, I will no longer be anyone’s pawn.
