I'm Lin Que, a data undertaker scraping by in the depths of a cyberpunk metropolis. I clean up the “digital excrement” of the wealthy in the Skyvault. This job has taught me one thing: the spiritual worlds of the rich are far filthier than the sewers of the slums.
I thought I'd spend my whole life scraping a living from a pile of data trash, until an urgent job paying triple dragged me straight into the abyss.
In the lingering fragment of the Li clan heir's consciousness, there was none of the madness or decadence I'd expected, only a bone-deep, utterly pure terror. My talent told me this wasn't an accident caused by someone going too far. Deep within the fragment lurked a strange trace of energy from the forbidden land of Wangchuan.
I barely started tracing the clues before Eternal Life Technology, which monopolized the Skyvault, flagged me as a high-risk associate. A deletion protocol quietly began its pre-launch sequence.
The clan's assassination squad, the megacorporation's citywide manhunt: overnight, I went from a low-level cleaner to prey awaiting slaughter. What secret lies behind the “divine whisper” from Wangchuan? Why could it terrify a child of the heavens into mental collapse, and why does Eternal Life Technology fear it so much? What earth-shattering truth lies buried in the depths of Wangchuan?
I'm just a lowly bug who cleans up data, yet I stumbled upon the biggest lie in the world above.
In this desperate situation, all I can do is hold tight to my special talent, solve one deadly puzzle after another, and uncover the truth layer by layer. I swear I'll rip away the cybernetic Skyvault's most dazzling, most blood-soaked facade!