The moon is red. Lan Miner's face was scratched with sawdust and bleeding.
An eleven-year-old boy ran away on gravel with bare feet. In his arms was a broken mahogany sign carved by his father, and his back was still stained with blood from when his mother pushed him.
My family is gone, my parents are gone. Monsters chased him and bit him because he had a broken thing hidden on his body - it could attract demons and suppress them.
He has no ability and no cheats. When faced with danger, retreat first, then grit your teeth and bear it after you have retreated. There was a talkative Mr. Wu who followed him, and a pair of shadows with red eyes watched over him at night. Later, he met a few poor people, and they moved forward together.
From an orphan who trembles when he sees a demon, to a young man who dares to stand in front of others. What does he rely on? He relied on the painfully clenched wooden sign, the bloody soles of his feet, and bumped into the pile of dead people to survive.
The world regards him as a treasure to suppress demons, but he only believes in one thing: he will not run away when he is afraid, he will not groan when he is in pain, and he must do what he promises to others even if he has to risk his life to do it.
Are there any born heroes? He was just an ordinary kid, struggling with a lot of regrets for his parents, struggling in the blood and mud, trying to find a way to survive.
I update a steady 4,000 words every day, and any broken updates are mine. This mortal who couldn't even wear straw sandals used his rough heart to defeat those man-eating demons.
