His name is Lin Ye, a death row prisoner with only three days left to live.
On my wrist, a curse called "black streak disease" spreads like a poisonous snake, reminding me that the hourglass of life is about to run out.
They said this was a curse from the devil, an invitation from hell, and no one could survive.
Until that day, I was escorted out of death row and thrown onto the battlefield, becoming cannon fodder for killing monsters.
When I swung my first sword and killed a "corpse puppet" under the horse, I heard a voice.
[Behead the corpse puppet and seize longevity: ten days]
It turns out that my life is neither in heaven nor in hell.
Under my knife.
From then on, I lived with monsters and traded with death.
They kill demons for the sake of bringing justice to the people of the world.
And I kill the demon...
Just to survive.
I wrote it myself, so shameless