Emperor Lian • Corpse Dance

He lay in the ruins, reached out and tore the arm off a corpse beside him, then tossed it away carelessly. He watched as the rotting-flesh-covered limb bounced and crawled back, found its body, and attached itself again. So waiting for death could be this long and dull. He was even tired of playing with corpses. “Miss, be careful! That's an evil gu.” “So you're just a little ghost. It's not easy to have survived this long!” “What's your name?” “...Han Xue...” He didn't know why he answered. “My father is about to give you to me. Everything you have will be mine, including your name. I don't like the name Han Xue. From now on, you'll be called Xue Zinuo.” He looked up at her, giving her a level of attention he had never shown before. She was still just a little girl, radiant, youthful, lively, brimming with life. Was this what nobility was like? “My name is Ya Yuan. Remember it!” A thousand faces dance among the corpses; a curse carved to the bone. The power to break the cycle of reincarnation will bind you to me, life after life... Theme: