A mad player wrecked the instance worlds of an infinite-flow game. Just a moment earlier, the Lord God Shan Zi had been wrapped in his little blanket, curled up cozily on the Lord God's throne. The next moment, every instance world had collapsed.
He had no choice but to arrive on Blue Star in the twenty-second century, looking like a complete wreck and bringing along the bizarre NPCs from the instance worlds. They became a group of destitute vagrants with nowhere to go but the spaces beneath bridges.
Shan Zi, who had gone from Lord God to homeless man overnight: "..."
To find a home for every NPC again, Shan Zi had to collect [Fear Points] all over peaceful Blue Star. Thanks to his stunning looks, he made his way onto a virtual-reality-based immersive paranormal variety show.
During the first half of filming, Shan Zi scoffed at the show's pitiful attempts to scare people.
The director slammed the table in a fury. "Give him the highest level of access. I want to see what kind of script he can come up with!"
Shan Zi tilted his head and smiled. "Now we're in my area of expertise."
The horror-house game descended, targeting the deepest fears of the other contestants.
A gaunt, lanky ghost wandered around the school at night. A bloodstained school uniform followed them like a shadow. A pair of unblinking eyes stared through the glass in the classroom's back door.
Faced with Shan Zi, smiling in a blood-soaked uniform behind her, the C-list actress who played the pure girl-next-door finally broke down.
"Lin Xiao, I really didn't mean to burn you with the hair straightener..."
A primeval forest thick with miasma. Hikers trapped in the mountains, exhausted and at the end of their strength. A woman with wet hair, everywhere in the darkness.
The variety-show regular, hoping to clean up his image with a brother-sister show, stared in utter disbelief, then shoved his own sister toward Shan Zi, who was hanging from a tree.
"You wanted a scapegoat, didn't you? Here, take her!"
An isolated village at the end of a winding mountain road. Walls seeped with moisture late at night. Iron chains clanked, and wet footprints crept closer and closer to the bed.
In the depths of despair, the popular actress known as the "Little Princess of the Capital's Inner Circle" grabbed Shan Zi's arm, eyes red and body trembling.
"Mom... run. Don't come back again."
The paranormal variety show's ratings shot straight to the top among programs airing in the same time slot. At last, Shan Zi met his mysterious agent, who was also the majority shareholder in the entertainment company: Mr. H.
Their gazes collided fiercely in midair. The man lifted the corner of his lips in a casual smile. "Long time no see, Lord God."
Shan Zi: "..." (tiny cat's grumpy face.jpg)
The NPCs from the infinite-flow world huddled fearfully in Shan Zi's shadow.
Was this the man who had single-handedly wrecked the infinite-flow world the Lord God had created? How terrifying, so terrifying...
Wait? Why was the fake-face doll the Lord God had given his girlfriend on the show in Mr. H's hands?
Theme: Those who never forget will eventually get an answer
