In the thirty-seventh year since the world of terror descended, humanity had learned to trade lives for a moment's respite.
Lin Mo, a high school senior about to face his first life-or-death mission, discovered that he was “different.” While others tried to memorize the rules governing ghosts, he could look at them once and instinctively work out their implications. When teachers explained the principles behind nightmares, a better solution would automatically appear in his mind.
It was as if he wasn't learning this knowledge, but awakening to it.
Only when he entered the instance did he realize that the so-called survival game was nothing more than a grand homecoming, with a red carpet laid out for him long ago. In the shadows, six pairs of eyes reflecting galaxies and blood moons bowed respectfully:
“We await Your Majesty's arrival. Please enjoy your time among mortals.”
