A breathing ancient mirror has been circulating for hundreds of years, passing through the hands of different people in different eras.
It is not a simple evil thing, but more like a silent abyss. What it can illuminate is your deepest fear, greed, suspicion and obsession; it feeds on these negative emotions, weaves the most realistic illusions for you, and lures you step by step towards self-destruction.
I am this mirror.
I witnessed the bloody wedding dresses of the powerful families in the late Qing Dynasty, listened to the lamentations of the warlords in the Republic of China when their relatives were betrayed and left, and I also absorbed the madness and despair that ordinary people in modern cities breed for fame, wealth and obsession. Infatuated lovers, suspicious warlords, greedy businessmen, paranoid scholars... They were all my masters, and in the end they all became nourishment for me.
I never take the initiative to harm others. I just hand you a knife, then look at you quietly, and point the blade at yourself or the person you love most.
Now, a hundred years have passed, and the fate of the blood sacrifice is about to repeat itself. Two mysterious forces are approaching me from the dust of history - the "gravekeeper" who desires to control me, and the descendant of the Taoist priest who vows to completely seal me.
When you pick me up, are you ready to face your own hell?
