Darkness, brutality, cruelty, and bloodshed: this is a story that lays bare the evil in human nature. Feelings are shackles, love is a burden, and only those without feelings or love can survive...
Shi Zhuang is an orphan. Abandoned by his parents at the age of three, he grew up relying on handouts from the villagers in a place called Mang Village. He is five now. One day, a middle-aged man appeared in the village. He had thick eyebrows, large eyes, a square face, and a tall, imposing presence. This man was one of the leaders of the world’s assassin organization, which was hidden in a place no one knew about. Everyone who came out of there had crawled their way through mountains of corpses and seas of blood. They were all killing machines, and once you joined, leaving was nearly impossible. You could either be crippled and rendered useless, or make it through the trials and escape, but the trials were almost certain to end in death. Lightning struck from above, while steel spikes thrust up from below, leaving almost nowhere to land. There were also all kinds of traps and concealed weapons, which was why the trials were considered nearly impossible to survive. The organization’s so-called training consisted of making its members kill one another until only the number deemed satisfactory remained. Those they trained were all peerless experts. The men were handsome, the women beautiful, and they had a darknet. As long as you could pay, there was nothing they couldn’t do.
