Han Baiyan woke up underground on the seventh day after his death.
His mouth was full of blood, and there was a cold stone tablet beneath him. The moment she reached out and touched the monument, the memories of six thousand dead people whose names had been erased poured into her mind at the same time.
Six thousand voices merged into one sentence: "You are the last one. Get the creation and get our names back."
Only then did she know she was dead. Before he was pushed into the abyss by his biological sister, he had accumulated chronic poison in his body for three years.
What he wants next is not her life, but to turn her into an Eternal Night One. No name, no shadow, never able to see the light. Then drain her blood to maintain his "living" mask.
Liu Sanniang, the first eternal night person in the underground city, came with a lantern and waited for her for sixty years.
She had a list of six thousand people in her hand, but the most crucial part was missing. In that corner lies the opportunity for the Night One to break the curse.
Before her death, the queen mother carved bloody words in the depths of the underground river: "White smoke, go down, don't look back. Get the fortune."
The man in the north who had been waiting for her for three years came across mountains and seas at the moment when she was most broken.
Half of her face was burned by the poison of the Night One. The first thing he saw was not the scar, but her eyes. He put the obsidian back into her hand:
"You got your name back on your own. I'm just late."
She regained the erased names of six thousand dead souls, and she turned from the dead into a legend.
It was never about revenge, it was about return. But first, we must get good luck!
Intention: You got your name back by yourself. I'm just late.
