My name is Song Zhong. I thought I was dead.
When I opened my eyes again, I was on an island beneath a blood-red moon. This wasn't the gift of being reborn.
They said everyone here was prey, and only the uncanny could be hunters.
But I soon realized I didn't seem to belong among the prey by nature.
While everyone else trembled in fear, I laughed.
While the others desperately avoided the uncanny, I felt a hunger unlike anything I had ever known.
This world was a feast.
Shh... Did you hear that?
The prey are fleeing, and the hunters are in pursuit.
And we're going to chew up the rules of this game, bite by bite, and swallow them whole.
Stay hungry. The hunt begins now.
