So What If I Bleed? Why Are You All Fighting Over It?

[Not a mindless power fantasy + supernatural abilities + unhinged male lead + hard-core battles + no rebirth + no System + not invincible + ensemble cast + factional power struggles]

The blood moon hung in the sky, and the shadows of the inner world swallowed the wasteland. The debt ledger of Spring Oath Academy was more lethal than the fangs of calamity beasts.

The moment Cheng Jin’s sister was dragged into an underground fighting ring, he knew this muddy, wretched life of his had to be washed clean with blood.

Others relied on blood-crystal prosthetics to throw their weight around. He would forge blades from his own blood. Others treated the inner world as forbidden territory. He would charge in and tear its rules apart. When he ripped a mechanical prosthetic to shreds in the ring, everyone thought he was insane. But when his blood began devouring calamity beasts, they understood this wasn’t madness at all. It was a curse, and a salvation.

The fading shadow of his sister vanishing into black sludge, the mystery his mother left behind beneath the blood moon, and the ravenous wolves coveting his bloodline: the Red Glove conspiracy, the Pureblood Order’s silver holy water, the call from the depths of the inner world...

Cheng Jin clenched his blood blade. His earring chimed softly. “Either I leave my life here, or I make the whole wasteland remember my name.”