Platform Game: I, the Only Liar

[No harem + no system + no brainlessness + unhappy writing + no routines + no invincibility + rules game + infinite reversals] (Those who mind are not allowed to enter) My name is Chen Du, I was twenty-seven years old and died of gas poisoning. When I woke up, I was on a subway platform, next to six people who had just died like me. A man wearing a crow mask told us: If you continue to participate in the death game, the person who survives to the end can be resurrected and become the God of Creation. At the first stop, the rule is that at least one person stands on the track within thirty seconds. If the train runs over that person, that person will definitely die. At the second stop, I discovered that the manner of each of our deaths was written on a contract—and that the cause of death of one of them had been tampered with. We have to find the tampered one or everyone will die. At the third stop, the rules started to get weird. [Some people tell the truth, some people tell lies] [Someone concealed his identity] [Someone has seen the crow mask before he died] At every stop I thought I was getting closer to the truth. After each stop I discovered that the truth before was just part of a bigger lie. And when I finally lived to a platform that no one has ever lived to. Crow Mask took off his mask. I saw that face. That's a picture... … My name is Chen Du. If you... Reach me, it will prove that I am about to start... Lying.