The Forbidden Covenant Stele: Each Rule I Trace Costs Me Something

[Folk Horror] [Rule Horror] [No System] [Infinite Flow] For generations, the Yan family has made rubbings of ancient steles. Our ancestral copper seal and purple bamboo brush can reveal the obsessions of the dead beneath the stone, but every forbidden stele we make a rubbing of costs us something forever. My grandfather vanished thirty years ago at the Cizhou Kiln in Hebei, leaving behind only one last warning: Don't touch the stele of commandments carved with lotus patterns.