[Rules-Based Horror + Dream of the Red Chamber Spinoff + Infinite Worlds + Working a Job]
On the night I lost my job, a limping old man handed me a wooden bookmark. If I read Dream of the Red Chamber until I fell asleep, I could enter the book to work, and the monthly pay would equal half a year's wages.
I thought it was a scam.
Until I saw with my own eyes that anyone who broke the rules vanished on the spot, erased from the real world as if they had never existed.
And the greatest secret of this world was that the book had never been finished.
