I Became a God in a Horror Instance Through My Hearing

My name is Lin Xu, a “defective product” abandoned by the world. After an accident severely damaged my hearing, I was tormented every day by noises that warped and grew louder, impossible to filter out.

Until one day, I was dragged into the [Soundprint Purgatory] along with a group of “normal people.” Here, the midnight piano music in an abandoned opera house and the creaking stairs of an old mansion are all death spells.

They saw me as dead weight and mocked me for not even being able to hear footsteps clearly.

Then, in the [Silent Old Mansion] instance, an arrogant veteran touched the “ghost sound” by mistake and burst into a spray of blood. The whole team fell into despair.

But amid that noisy death, I caught the one faint sound that pointed to a way out.

“Don’t move.” I grabbed a teammate on the verge of death and, as everyone looked at me like I was crazy, whispered, “The rhythm it’s stepping to... is safe.”

In that moment, I became the only one leading the team.

When the strongest warrior breaks down amid the noise, when the cleverest strategist loses himself to auditory hallucinations, only I, the “cripple” scorned by the outside world, can hear the truth of this purgatory.

They began to revere me, fear me, and call me “the walking taboo.”

But I only covered my aching ears and gave a quiet laugh to the being hidden behind every sound.

“Your noise is too loud. Let me teach you what true... silence sounds like.”