I stood in front of the ruins of the sealed library. The rain washed away the broken "restricted area" warning sign and blurred the blood stains. My mentor's voice echoed in my ears like a cold blade: "That ancient book restorer, he touched something he shouldn't have touched. Clean it up, Luo Xinghe." My heart skipped a beat because I recognized that name - he was once my colleague, an old man with an almost paranoid love for ancient texts. I was ordered to sneak in, but I found that he was not eroded by darkness, but swallowed by an unprecedented "shadow". That "shadow" no longer resonates with me, it is more like... My kind, with an aura that is familiar and frightening to me. The blood in my body began to burn like an awakened beast, warning me that this was not just a simple "cleaning", but a carefully woven hunt.
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