There is a taboo in the funeral home at midnight. If you hear the call, you cannot look back. Those who answer the call will take your place.
Others can only survive by adhering to the rules, but I can see through all the loopholes in folk customs at a glance.
A pair of relic eyes can analyze the taboos of life and death, and use cunning power to break the deadlock.
Haircuts in old streets, strange stalls in night markets, red-clothed spooks in neighborhoods... Countless deadly copies among civilians followed one after another.
The official Enforcement Department extended an olive branch to me, and the rule-tamperers regarded me as their only serious enemy.
They don't know that those ancient rules that bind all living beings have always been man-made prisons.
When the traces of mystery are lingering, the truth of the world is slowly revealed. I use my mortal body to rewrite the ancient rules!
