I was tied up in a midnight horror livestream, with thirty million people watching the countdown to my death.
The comments flooded in with “sacrifice the bride,” while a vengeful ghost’s red bridal veil hung above my head. Then I closed my eyes and casually said, “This nightmare? I’ll give it a rewrite.”
The next second, the ghost shrieked and recoiled. The comments exploded.
They had no idea I was Yu Zhenqin, a dream catcher who specialized in putting nightmares in their place. Every “invincible” terror in this livestream was nothing more than a draft that needed rewriting in my eyes.
Midnight. Time to harvest dreams. The comments went from mocking me to begging for mercy.
