My Dramatic Ghost Pet

A hundred years after a world of a hundred ghosts descended, the human realm has become a living hell.

Ye Qing was betrayed by his girlfriend and brother and died amid a ghost tide. When he opened his eyes again, he was back three days before the apocalypse began. A peachwood talisman had been reborn with him.

A drop of blood claims its master, and the Soul-Suppressing Stage opens.

Beneath the stage lies the mutilated remains of Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu: headless, handless, and footless, with only his torso left, pierced by chains. From inside his chest, two words keep echoing: “Yu Ji… Yu Ji…”

Twelve stone pillars stand around the stage, each able to form a pact with a ghost companion. His first contracted ghost is a dazed, foolish wandering spirit that’s even afraid of the living. After devouring an enemy, it picks up a branch and calls itself “Zhao Zilong of Changshan.”

That’s it?

With a wandering spirit using a branch as its dragon-gall spear and a Hegemon-King reduced to a torso, how is he supposed to hold off the world-ending ghost tide set to erupt in three days?

Ye Qing isn’t worried.

The stage is ready, but the star hasn’t made his entrance.

He’ll have that dazed wandering spirit perform a true Battle at Changban on the stage. He’ll make the torso that can only cry out for Yu Ji remember who it is. And he’ll make this apocalypse remember how unbreakable the human race’s backbone is.