Hades Village

We come back just to be our own sacrifices. An obituary issued in the name of the late patriarch brought our five separated souls back to the forgotten homeland - Mingmo Village. The village in my memory has not changed at all, it is still shrouded in endless moths. They circled and flapped their wings, weaving scales and shadows into a huge shroud. Even the scorching sun could not penetrate this eternal dusk. We thought this was just an ordinary, unpleasant homecoming. Until the ceremony started, death came as promised. The former playmates turned into smiling moth cocoons in the secret room; the sacred oaths were soaked in the warm blood; the ravings of the crazy woman turned out to be the only survival guide. Every unforgettable past event may be a death spell; every dead person that continues to appear as we return points to a darker truth. We began to doubt each other, looking for lies in the fragments of memory. But they found that everyone's memories were full of cracks, and everyone's backs overlapped with moth shadows. There are no hidden villains in this village. Because evil has been evenly distributed in every breath and rooted in the depths of every memory. Now, please take a deep breath and gently brush away the moth scale powder that has fallen on the page. The ceremony has begun. Be careful, don't let your own shadow betray you.