I was a top surgeon until one operation, when I saw an indescribable organ inside a patient. From that moment on, my eyes could see the hidden “scars in the rules” of all things, and my hands could dissect the source of power and fragments of memory within supernatural remains. It was a curse that brought my mind to the brink of corruption and forced me to work among corpses in a funeral home.
The world is falling apart. Fragments of fallen gods are contaminating cities, the awakened are going mad, and monsters are multiplying. The dead have crystals growing in their organs and flames burning within; assassins' shadows walk on their own... The police bring their most mysterious cases to my morgue. I perform “autopsies,” stripping away divinity and drawing power from it.
Fanatics see me as a blasphemer, while ancient sects fear and hate me. The only person who trusts me, policewoman Lin Yue, began down the path of becoming a half-human, half-beast after I had no choice but to perform a “grafting” operation on her.
I left the cold autopsy table behind and went to the frozen remains of an ancient god in the Arctic, then descended into the core of the writhing “City of R'lyeh” in the Pacific abyss. As an indescribable madness threatened to consume the world, every faction trembled on the brink of destruction.
I tightened my grip on the scalpel and made my final diagnosis.
This time, I would not dissect a corpse. I would dissect the gods themselves, using my own body as scalpel and suture, to perform a final operation that would determine whether this desperate world survived.
“Death is another form of exposure.” My mission is to find a glimmer of understanding for humanity before total exposure and madness descend.
