Honghuang: I Raised a Corpse at Three While Waiting for My Mother to Come Back to Life

In a rundown courtyard at the end of a village in Duguang Realm, a three-year-old child curls up beside his mother's rotting corpse, thin as a dried branch. A birthmark streaked with blood and tears winds from the corner of his eye to his chin. His hollow gaze follows maggots crawling across his mother's cheek. Two farmers pass the doorway and whisper,