I am a courier from the underworld, walking between the Yin and Yang realms, specializing in delivering letters to the dead.
No one can remember me. The people you met yesterday must be forgotten today. Because of this damn constitution, I only have four days left to live.
The only way to survive: deliver more couriers, be remembered more, and live two more days.
Originally I just wanted to continue my life. Until I met the man with the Dark Flame - his existence itself was a punishment. The closer I got to him, the darker my soul became.
But I couldn't help but get closer.
Later I learned that God kept me in order to make me a container for evil stars; the devil protected me in order to sacrifice me. And he, the strongest man in the underworld, turned himself into a heartless and heartless shell in order to protect me.
They say I am the perfect container for everyone's calculations, despair and love.
But I'm just a courier.
I want to deliver the last order and tell them——
In my life, I only pretend to be what I want to pretend.
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This is not a story about a heroine's counterattack.
This is a transparent person who lives his life as a light that others cannot forget in a place where no one can see him.
Wenchang fell into love because of love, Suli was martyred by demons, and Mo Yan had no intention of proving love - everyone walking on the road has his or her own answer.
Intention: There is no good or evil in power, it only lies in the heart of the user.
