Rule Horror: I Can Strip Away All Logic

Blue Star, Ninth District.

When the eerie purple moon replaced the sun, rules became the only shackles binding all life.

Here, survival isn’t a right. It’s a handout dispensed by rules that toy with you.

“Don’t look out the window.”

“Don’t look in the mirror at three in the morning.”

“If you hear a deceased family member knocking, you must open the door and ‘eat’ them.”

As all of humanity trembled in the face of strange tales, abandoning their dignity and hurting themselves or going mad to appease the “monsters,” Shen Ye staggered up to the rules with half a bottle of strong liquor in hand.

His tired eyes held no fear, only a chain of logic riddled with errors.

“The rules say there’ll be ‘something’ in the mirror?”

Shen Ye looked at the enormous face rotting slowly in the glass and lit a cigarette. Its glow revealed a mocking smile at the corner of his mouth.

“If there’s no me in the mirror, then the mirror has no logical reason to exist.”

“If the logic doesn’t hold, the rule is invalid.”

[Ding! Logical paradox detected. The Mirror Horror has been successfully removed!]

As Shen Ye smashed the mirror with one punch, a terrifying wail rang across the sky.

He is a rogue under the rules, and a lawless force in the logic of countless worlds.

“Don’t talk to me about fear. I only care whether your logic... holds up.”