A ghost story that is not a ghost story
From the moment we are born into this world, we begin to walk towards death step by step. Of course, this is fair, no matter rich or poor, no one is spared.
After experiencing countless life, separation and death, my heart cannot be numb after all. The hand of fate brings them to me, whether to obey or resist, I have no direction.
The 15th day of the seventh lunar month every year is the Ghost Festival, also known as the "Ollambana Festival". In some places, it is commonly known as the "Ghost Festival", "Shigu", and also known as the Day of the Dead. There are legends about the Ghost Festival in many places in my memory. There is a nursery rhyme, and I only remember the sentence "In July and a half, ghosts are scurrying around." Many people are afraid of ghosts, but they will not become ghosts in the end. Sometimes death is not necessarily more painful than life, but most people don't understand.
Will this July and a half be the end of my pain? I don't know.
No matter what, life will go on, but we will never know which comes first tomorrow or the next life...
Heartless otaku + calm and lonely corpse makeup artist + mysterious and weird mixed-race man =?
A series of incredible supernatural events + all kinds of strange alien monsters + a powerful organization hiding in the night =...
Two good sisters who once relied on each other fell in love with the same man with a mysterious identity. Is love important? Or does friendship win?
The dream of life and death, the game of life and death, the longest thing between life and death is the waiting purgatory...
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Never give up, try to update every day, from 7:00 to 7:30 every night, look forward to it~~~~~~~
The update will be suspended in November due to illness, and the ending will be released in December. Please continue to pay attention, thank you~~~
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