Not recommended for anyone under eighteen. This is a wish-fulfillment novel, but not a brainless one. There’s no Peppa Pig riding Ultraman to Mount Tai for an imperial ceremony. Feel free to question the setting and logic. A prize of one hundred for anyone who succeeds. The only first-person urban high-martial-arts novel on the entire internet.
I like human annihilation. I like darkness. I like bloodlust.
Happiness built on the suffering of others is the only true happiness.
The darkness of the high-martial-arts world shines eternally.
I spent so, so many years in there: human-body radar scans, mental manipulation, human annihilation, mind-catching, nightmares that cling to you...
Every moral boundary exists only for one’s own sake.
Darkness is immortal, and so am I.
I feel that I have done something very crazy to write this book. This book truly talks about the fact that the whole world is eating people. On the surface, it is called anti-humanity. If this book is written more thoroughly, can it be published? It feels like there is a lot of foreshadowing. Can the author finish it? Even those who collect women, why do they have to collect rags? There's no way the only pure one is my sister, right?
I started to feel unhappy starting from Chapter 30, and I didn't have the patience to read anymore. So let's just wait until the book becomes popular and then read it again [laughing]
Baffling.
The writing and main plot of the novel are very good