On the day he came of age, Ruan Tang was forced to get involved in a horror game.
Others rely on props to clear the level, but she relies on "picking up trash" - old school uniforms, broken wooden boxes, logbooks... She can always get the key to clearing the level by mistake.
But she has a fatal problem: she has a special constitution, and the evil spirit follows her everywhere. The amount she inhales is ten times that of others, and there is no cure.
Until the seemingly aloof substitute teacher in the dungeon, the silent old man guarding the village, the calm doctor on duty... Every plane master who makes the player fearful will gently pull her into his arms when her strange energy enters her body, and gently coax her away with kisses to dispel the coldness.
She thought it was just a customs clearance benefit.
She didn't know that the "garbage" she "picked up" were scattered fragments of her own soul.
Little does she know that the man who coaxed her into dizziness and acted out his actions on the pretext of "clearing the strange energy" is the master of chaos who controls all horror games. He forgot everything about her, but instinctively remembered three things: protecting her, guarding her soul piece, and - only he was her exclusive antidote.
When the jealous best friend falls in the conspiracy, when the amnesiac monarch gathers the last piece of soul light.
He pressed her who had regained her memory in front of the terrifying abyss he once dominated, kissed away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and said in a hoarse and satisfied voice:
"Tangtang, your evil deeds... I will only be able to deal with them in this life."
