Three million years ago, gods burned the world.
The ashes melt into the soil, water, and air and will never dissipate.
Those chosen by Ashes are called Children of Ashes - they neither die nor are allowed to live.
Li San, an ordinary delivery boy.
Because of a takeaway order without a house number, I accidentally broke into this cursed world.
He has no contract, no power, only an incubator and a mobile phone with no signal.
But he can see lines that others can't.
On this end of the line is him, on the other end are all the people who don't deserve to die.
He saw the plague doctor absorbing the plague, saw the half-dragon guarding the fire, and saw Wayne's secret hidden under the black robe.
He saw the bones of thirty-seven innocent people buried under the flag of the Council of Ashes.
He saw the tree full of fruit, the eighteenth fruit, slowly growing on his face.
"Are you here to kill me?"
"No. I'm here to deliver the order."
This order is for life and death.
This order was three million years late.
