When the neon lights of the city illuminate an ancient curse, your coworker may no longer be human.
Lin Feng was just an exhausted cog in the city machine, until Zhang, a coworker he'd seen every day, twisted out of shape and her pupils shattered during a late-night shift. She coughed up ashes mixed with insect remains, then died. The cause of death was a mystery.
“You smell like a death curse.”
With those words, the mysterious Miao woman Shi Qianqian dragged him into another world: a dark forest hidden in the shadows of modern civilization, built on eerie witchcraft, ancient clans, and cruel taboos.
He was regarded as a once-in-a-millennium “vessel of the Gu Mother,” a container coveted by every faction and the embodiment of calamity.
The war between technology and witchcraft had begun:
The seven Black Miao lineages, whose traditions stretched back a thousand years, guarded the ultimate secret of the “Origin of All Gu.” Meanwhile, the Panhu Society, made up of top scientists, was trying to use genetic technology to decipher, replicate, and mass-produce Gu arts, creating “artificial gods” of their own.
Love Gu could manipulate affection and hatred, Corpse Gu could command the dead, and the legendary “Corpse Moth Gu,” which devoured souls, was only the tip of the iceberg.
Here, power came at the cost of madness. Lin Feng soon realized that what he most needed to fight wasn't the myriad Gu inside him or the enemies lying in wait. It was the humanity being steadily eroded within him by this endless, eerie world.
