[Wasteland + Apocalypse + Weird Horror + Gods + Natural Disasters + No System + No Transmigration]
On the wasteland, fate is decided from birth.
In the endless haunted domains, walls rise layer upon layer, standing like a forest of tombstones.
Humanity cages itself in, scraping by behind high walls and filling every inch of darkness with fear.
Awakening is merely a pawn and a game in the hands of the upper class.
As for the wretches of the outer city, they struggle with everything they have to survive, only to meet their end in a grotesque transformation of flesh.
Chen An, an insignificant nobody born in the outer city, is pushed step by step into the abyss by an unseen hand.
Awakened, mutated, bone stitchers, tainted seers, horrors, gods... With every layer of truth revealed, the darkness grows deeper.
Humanity, as it turns out, is nothing but livestock raised by the ruling class, devoured without a sound.
Until he stands at the deepest point of the haunted domain and slowly raises his eyes
“I am Chen An, lord of the haunted domain. Gods... prepare to die.”
