Huo Qida has been living in a small rental building full of rotten smell and violence since he can remember. People here call him a freak because his mother died in bed due to drugs when he was six years old.
When her body was found rotting and emitting a stench, he was sitting on a chair staring at a moldy apple. From then on, he became the most disliked person in this building, hiding here and there like a bug, only looking for leftovers to eat when he was hungry.
Four years passed like this.
"Master Wen, that's him."
The unattended attic was opened by a group of people. When the sun shone in, he felt a little uncomfortable. When he saw clearly that someone was coming, he was really disgusted and attacked the people who violated his territory like a mad dog.
That day, the beads in his hand fell away.
Let what Hecate buried rise to the surface of the sea.
"My sir..."
Intention: I don't know