Before my sister disappeared, she left me three rules:
1. Never trust your neighbor who wears red shoes.
2. If the elevator automatically stops on the 13th floor at three o'clock in the morning, don't go in.
3. If the rules start to contradict themselves, run! Because "it" has seen you.
I thought it was just her crazy talk. It wasn't until the residents of the entire apartment began to die mysteriously according to these rules... That I realized that she was not crazy, but that she was fighting against a "thing" that feeds on the rules.
Now, it's my turn.
Inherit the identity of "Conservator" and take the initiative to enter the Jedi with twisted rules - stay quiet in the silent town, complete seven incredible things in the secret school, and become the most perfect actor in the death variety show.
They all died in fear, and I wanted to redefine the rules for them in fear.
