The maple leaves on Bucheng Island turned red and fell again.
She sat on the porch, watching her brother practice swordplay, coughing up blood and quietly wiping it away.
Genius and death are two sides of the same coin.
Until white light illuminated her eyes.
God's space, horror movies, reward points - these cold words became the rope for her to survive.
She learned everything with "Jianji Gu", contained everything with "name book", and rewrote everything with "story power".
The faceless man in the oil house has a name, the cursed mother and son no longer cry, the hell girl puts down the red rope, and the magical girl sees hope.
Every soul she saves becomes her story.
When all the stories were gathered into an endless book, she opened the door.
"I define..."
From then on, the main god space is no longer a prison, but a library that never closes.
And she was sitting in the center of the library, with the stars as lights and silence as her companion.
Her story continues.
