Not the Holy Mother, no system, micro fear, game, single heroine, apocalypse
250 years after the disaster, humanity only has three domed cities left.
Outside the city is the "Ghost E", a monster that has lost its mind after being infected and cannot be killed. One bite from them turns you into the same thing.
And I, Jiang Yan, found myself lying in a pool of blood when I woke up, with nothing from the waist down.
No, that's a dream.
The real me is being held in the hands of a man wearing a bronze mask. He said my flesh "tasted good" and invited me to a game.
The person who draws the clown must open a door.
Behind the door may be life, death, or a corpse staring at you forever.
But that's not the scariest thing.
The scariest thing is that I found out that the rules are fake. The "raw actor" who hosted the game had stitches in his mouth, and he was also forced to gouge out his own eyeballs while singing.
Above him, there seems to be an even more terrifying existence, a steel castle suspended in the clouds, in which thousands of "non-humans" live.
They call us "players." Call our fears "fun."
And my only friend Wen Yan was taken into that castle.
What is she now? Still alive? Or has he become one of them?
I have no idea.
All I know is that I got a potion from the game - it can make people bitten by ghosts immortal, but will turn into something else.
I pierced it for her.
Her eyes turned pure black.
The surrounding space began to distort.
When humans are no longer at the top of the food chain, when rules can be tampered with at will, when life itself becomes a luxury, all you can do is play with the madman to the end.
