Introduction: Life is a mess. I am like a clown that no one cares about. Who doesn't want to change this life? Until a Heavenly Evil Token hit me on the head - it was the killer's token, but it happened to fall into the hands of me, the most ordinary person. From then on, I embarked on the road of killing, only killing those who deserved to be killed, hoping to punish evil and promote good with my own hands. But what's wrong with me? Why is everyone trying to force me?
I was just an ordinary student, living a simple life, but step by step I was forced into this bloody path. From being in opposition to those domineering powerful men, to not being tolerated by secular laws, in the end he even stood against the army and the entire country. My transformation was never voluntary, it was all forced.
In the end, I will get out of this world that traps me, go to a wider place, and continue to be my killer. There is only one sentence left: Killing to stop killing is never what I should do; in the process of killing, pursuing game-like happiness is what I really want.
