“The villagers sacrificed me, and I ended up bound in a ghost marriage to a thousand-year-old Corpse King!”
It's hell from the start: a coffin in a ruined house serves as the wedding bed. His eyes glow red, his bloodlust is overwhelming, and he looks at me as if I'm an insect or a blade of grass. “The pact is sealed. Your life belongs to me.”
But he doesn't know that I have a bloodline that lets me communicate with spirits and see the dead when I touch their things. I'm the key to his revival! Strange happenings plague the village, and ghosts roam at night, hunting for lives. With a snap of his fingers, the Corpse King destroys them all. “Anyone who touches her will be scattered to the winds!”
From loathing to possessiveness, from using me to being obsessed with me, he eventually defies heaven's will to change my fate and slaughters his way through the Three Realms!
“My ghost-marriage husband is an ancient evil god, and the wine we drank at our wedding was offered to the Hall of Yama.”
