The day my mother lost contact, the whole street started to feel strange.
The bird at the opposite door can speak human language, and the roses sold by the florist can ward off knives.
Until I was blocked in the alley by a monster——
The gentle man arranging flowers crushed the shadow with a vine, and the cold-faced surgeon next to him stabbed the scalpel into the heart of another monster.
They both turned to me at the same time and said:
"Call uncle." "Call uncle."
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So my bar mitzvah was not cake and candles, but suddenly being told:
His biological uncle is the flower god of heaven, and his biological uncle is the nine kings of the underworld.
And I am the "most wanted bloodline in the three realms" living at the interface between gods, demons and humans.
Now comes the question——
Should I learn my uncle's Four Seasons Spell first, or my uncle's undead scalpel?
And, which world did my mother go to on a business trip?
Concept: Wonderful ideas from high school classroom