The path to immortality has been cut off, and the path to evil is wide open.
My name is Chen Mo, a mortal with no spiritual roots, struggling at the bottom of society, suffering all the looks and betrayal. On the day I was forced into a desperate situation, I chose to sacrifice my soul to the indescribable existence in exchange for the power to distort reality.
From then on, I walked in the shadow of the city.
Righteousness regards me as a "source of pollution" that must be eliminated.
Officials classified me as an extremely dangerous "containment target".
The cult of evil gods wanted to devour me to please their master.
I cannot absorb spiritual energy, so I can only exchange gifts through sacrifice and blasphemy:
[Pain transfer] Let the enemy feel my despair,
[Puppet Control] Turn the dead into my servants,
[Flesh Shaping] makes the body a hotbed of terror...
Every time I use power, my body is one step further away from being "human", and my spirit is teetering on the edge of madness.
But I don't regret it.
Because I want to use these gradually alienated hands to tear apart all the shackles imposed on me;
I want to use this polluted power to carve out a path of blasphemy that belongs to me in this desperate age of apocalypse!
When I stand on the top of all living beings, overlooking the immortals, Buddhas, gods and demons who once despised me, I will whisper:
"The Immortal Road doesn't allow me, so I... Have become a taboo on my own."
