——I came here wearing a red robe and walked back in the rain of blood, but I didn't know who I was. On a rainy night, he woke up from the mud. There was only a dazzling scarlet opera robe on her body, and countless noisy voices echoed in her head. He didn't know who he was or why he was living here. He only vaguely remembered that he had a name, a crucial name that was deliberately erased. He was called "Zhu Yi" or "Chi Ling". Some people see him as a nuisance, some call him a vessel, and some... Want to skin him off. He was forced to join the mysterious "Nine Nether Troupe". Under the control of the troupe leader "Dark Phoenix", he walked between the dynasty and ghosts and gods. There is a golden star map hidden in the lining of the opera robe, pointing to the lost temple and the forbidden truth; the voice in the head is sometimes a pleading call, sometimes a vicious temptation. And when he unconsciously sang the ancient opera lyrics - the color of the heaven and earth changed, and all the spirits bowed their heads. Who is he? A degenerate actor? Is it the resurrected evil god? Or... Some older, more terrifying existence, a carefully cultivated "vessel"? In this precarious world, will he reveal his true name, or will he... Completely become a puppet under the robe? Please read below...
