His name is Qi Xia.
Trapped in a city of death that resets every ten days, the game here is governed by the "Twelve Zodiac Signs" and there is only one rule - the loser will become a puppet.
But Qi Xia is different from everyone else.
He carries a pair of scissors with him.
Those were the "Qimen" scissors left to him by his grandfather. There were four words engraved on the blade: Silhouette does not cut life.
In this city, some people awakened the "echo" power, some sought refuge in the zodiac, and some frantically collected chips called "Tao" in an attempt to escape. Only Qi Xia, in one life and death game after another, gradually pieced together a truth that had been deliberately buried——
Each of the twelve zodiac signs was a top craftsman during his lifetime.
Shadow puppet artists, stone carvers, puppet masters, bronze restorers... After their death, their shadows were taken away by the "Heaven", their memories were erased, and they became examiners in this endless examination.
Qi Xia's grandfather was once the master of "Heavenly Court".
Before grandpa defected, he cut his own memories and skills into Qi Xia's shadow.
Now, Heaven wants to take this memory back.
Qi Xia's answer was a pair of scissors - cutting through the chess game of the zodiac, cutting the thread of fate, and cutting off his own shadow.
Then he turned the shadow into a light, leaving it to all the trapped souls to guide them home.
A story about scissors.
An oriental fantasy epic about "skills" and "inheritance".
When the rules require you to become a puppet, do you dare to hold the scissors and cut out your own path?
Qimen's ancestral teaching: When cutting out the shadow, remember to leave a light.
