The Age of Rules: My Left Eye Sees Through Illusions, My Right Eye Slays Gods

As my grandfather lay dying, he clutched my hand with all his strength and used his final breath to say, "My grandson, don't trust anyone around you... None of them are human!" Before his words had even faded, my left eye suddenly burned with searing pain. When I opened it again, I saw a line of blood-red text floating above my grandfather's corpse, visible only to me: "Rule 1: The dead never lie."