Urban high martial arts + suspense decryption + micrograms
I was born an empty shell.
Until I tore out the throat of the first electric rabbit with my bare hands on the bottom floor of the arena.
Warm pieces of organ slid into my esophagus.
[Successful absorption of spiritual remains—Acquired skill: Arc Breath]
It turns out that in this world, eating is the strongest practice.
They call me a monster.
I licked the blood from the corner of my mouth and looked at the trembling wealthy young master in the audience.
"Who's next?"
Not bad, the subject matter is novel