My name is Chen Mo, and I'm a journalist.
Ever since the day I gained the ability to see the “colors” of other people's souls, my world has gone completely mad.
Good and evil, lies, murderous intent... I can see it all.
And it all began with the bizarre death of my friend.
To avenge them, I have journeyed through forbidden places, seeking out the uncanny beings that exist only in legends.
Painted immortals, mountain spirits, water monkeys...
I thought I was a hunter uncovering the truth.
But why does every mystery I solve make me feel one step closer to some terrifying truth?
Why does everything forbidden that I encounter seem to be... teaching me something?
Who am I, really?
Or, rather, what does “it” want me to become?
