The World's Urban Legends Are Awakening!

(A fresh premise, a complex mix of elements, and a world that gradually unfolds. We hope you'll give it a little time. We promise it's worth the read.)

(Public information: Known types of strange tales: folk supernatural tales {ghosts}, gruesome horror {criminal psychology}, dreamcore weirdness {the millennium, the past}, urban legends {SCP}...)

(Public information: Known realms: the main world, the surface world, the hidden world, Hell, the Abyss...)

(Public information: Known world-spanning factions: The World Is a Living Hell, Umbrella Corporation, Peace Hotel, Red Pepper...)

"First of all, those strange tales online are all posted by paid trolls to bait clicks!"

"And all that folk supernatural stuff, gruesome horror, dreamcore weirdness, and urban serial killers... It's all fake!"

"That's right. There are no strange tales in this world!"

Chen Lun said solemnly, wearing a mask.

His voice came through the cracked, shriveled slit of his mouth.

Rows of small hooks were embedded along the edges of the split, their tips driven right into the wearer's lips. Just looking at them gave anyone who saw them an immediate, vivid phantom pain.

His towering, powerfully built frame stood nearly three meters tall, wrapped in a filthy butcher's leather apron.

His exposed arms were unnaturally pale and muscular, with bulging veins.

In his hand was an enormous cleaver of almost absurd length, its surface covered in dark red and brown-black rust.