The Forsaken Son Awakens Amid the Ruins

For twenty years, I was cursed by fate. Then I opened that door, and behind it knelt the gods and demons who worshipped me.

Tang Ze’s life was a tragedy filled with things that were “predestined.” Orphaned and struggling at the bottom of society, he was haunted even in his dreams by the verdict that “Heaven had abandoned him.”

Until the day he opened the battered wooden door in his rented apartment.

Behind it was no storage room piled with junk, but an ancient throne built of white bones. Countless terrifying, indescribable beings knelt in silent reverence and whispered in unison:

“Welcome back, our lord.”

In that instant, the chains binding his fate shattered one by one. Only then did he learn that the so-called curse was nothing more than the world’s “rules,” terrified of his return and trying to seal him away.

He is the ruler who commands the final end of all things, the one who buried the Old Ones, and the silent cornerstone of a new era.

Now, the ruler has awakened from his long slumber.

This time, who is the one who’s cursed?