Private Tag, Keep Out

[Nonhuman + Supernatural Horror, I checked the outline and realized it’s still a sweet romance lol]

Rumor has it that a certain reading app has more than its usual forty-three tags. There’s also a forty-fourth tag that’s been marked red for years.

"The nonexistent Tag 44"

To every author and reader, it’s nothing more than a spooky tale to enjoy over a meal.

Only Luo Cizhi knows it’s real. He once clicked on the tag that appeared out of nowhere. There was only one story in it, with one view.

He was the only reader of that "spooky tale."

The tag was called Wangzhi, and the author who diligently updated every day was also called Wangzhi.

[Bottom's perspective]

Her boyfriend, who died a mysterious death, had flowers delivered to her on Valentine's Day for ten years.

This year, they arrived as well, but why were the roses gone, replaced by...

The red spider lilies she had just talked about with "Wangzhi" yesterday.

"Darling, I found you."

A god who had broken off his own wings remembered that his boyfriend, who should have died, was an undying anomaly.

[Top's perspective]

It was an anomaly, appearing in His shadow, in the app, and deep in His forgotten memories.

He was its only reader.

He was the reason for its existence.

The cover is so beautiful, I had to show everyone, sob.

Probably a medium-length story, around 150,000 words. Urban legends.

I'll start writing when I have inspiration and a backlog.

Theme: Run toward the light.