Traveling into a world of strange resurgences, I became the custodian of a funeral home.
Until that day, a silver-grey mark appeared on my left shoulder, and I could hear the last whisper of the corpse.
People from the shelter came. They said I was a walking source of pollution and sentenced me to death.
Before the execution, I looked into the camera and reported the arrival coordinates of the next city-destroying anomaly.
Thus, the death penalty became a death contract. I was thrown into the oldest tomb of mankind - [Shen Yuan Hall].
They say this is the final resting place of the tomb keeper. Those who enter either become part of the tomb or become the fuel that maintains the tomb.
I became the contract keeper of Bingqi node.
Cut off your own flesh and blood and strength every day to feed a contract door leading to unknown horrors.
Report to superior nodes every month to prove that you still have value.
And inside the body, the mark from the mysterious black shadow was resonating crazily with an ancient existence deep in the palace.
Looking at the hungry prisoners behind the door, listening to the lament of the ancient civilization before its demise.
I hold tightly the boundary mark that can communicate with all things.
When this ancient tomb, which had been imprisoned for countless epochs and buried thousands of weird things, trembled again,
All predators will be horrified to discover——
The tomb where they kept the mad dogs,
Already a mad dog,
It was transformed into a cemetery where hunters are buried.
And I will be there for this funeral that has lasted for thousands of years,
Hand over the first shovel of soil.
