Wen Heng always felt that life was filled with a strong sense of weirdness, like the surface of an abyss, always calm, even he himself was calm. The world seems to be planned, and each gear moves accurately. No one can destroy this "balance".
He originally thought that he would live an ordinary life in an ordinary family, become an ordinary leek in society, and live a busy and fulfilling life.
If there hadn't been a gas leak that happened half a month ago.
Ever since the gas leak, he discovered that he could inexplicably hear other people's voices. Is this a hallucination caused by poisoning? Wen Heng stared at the subtitles that kept popping up above the neighbor's aunt's head opposite and fell into deep thought... Do you mind the game NPC?
He liked to watch the subtitles above other people's heads scrolling continuously, each private and sensitive secret being exposed invisibly, and the overwhelming malice had nowhere to escape. He looked at the undercurrent rising in the heart of the people with smiling faces, and silently began to muddy the waters.
The water became more and more muddy, and the malice continued to condense, as if it had become a reality and began to haunt him.
His vision was cut off by darkness, and as he woke up, he entered purgatory.
Wen Heng:? ? ?
I'm not religious either, and this setting is from overseas, right? ? ?
Intention: Dust returns to dust, dust returns to dust, good and evil cause and effect have their own destiny.