[Strange Tales of Rules + Dark Fairy Tales + Infinite Streaming] On my sixteenth birthday, my grandmother passed away and left me a red cloak and a note filled with rules.
"On the night of the full moon after frost, put on your cloak and enter the Blue Lake Forest. Arrive at the cabin before sunrise and hand the basket to 'Grandma'. Don't stop on the way, don't look back, and don't eat any red food."
I thought grandma was old and confused.
Until the full moon rose, I was dragged into the forest - the wolves were whispering, the hunters were smiling in the dark, and the "grandma" in the cabin was calling my name in a voice that was not human.
There was one last rule on the note: "Rules can be hunted."
So I stopped running away.
I picked up the hatchet left by my grandma and started hunting every rule that wanted my life.
The white wolf boy walked out of the shadows and whispered: "You are the second person who dares to do this. The first one is your grandmother."
"Then where is she now?"
He looked at the hatchet in my hand silently and said, "She has turned herself into a rule, waiting for you to kill her."
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