Pure White Devil

He blinked, and woke up apparently diagnosed with dementia.

He couldn’t remember his name or even his family name. All he vaguely recalled was the strange left eye that kept him fed.

When that eye saw a corpse, it could tell how the person had died and who the killer was, if there was one.

Well, he could be a “Sherlock Holmes 2.0,” “Poirot’s godson,” or “Conan’s big brother”… Or he could just take the civil service exam and become a police officer.

Who knew the world would change so fast? He opened his eyes to find that murder was no longer against the law here.

The law had passed away on Halloween more than five hundred years ago. People in later generations called that day “the end of the world.”

Of course, people always exaggerate. The world was doing just fine. It hadn’t been destroyed; only human society had.

Sing loudly in dark alleys.

Celebrate wildly in hell.

Across the vast wasteland, there should be a spark.

Once reduced to ashes, I will be king of the world.

An obsessive-compulsive serial killer who adores small animals, gong x a sickly, brainless shou

Notes and content warnings:

1. The main pairing is danmei. The other characters’ orientations include, but are not limited to, gay, straight, selfcest, and nonhuman.

2. This is part of a series. Each book may end on an open ending, leave the main couple’s relationship unresolved, or leave the final conclusion far in the future. If that bothers you, don’t start reading.

3. Although this is a series, the author makes no promises to focus on it in the future and may get distracted by other projects.

4. Updates are scheduled for noon every day. Daily updates aren’t guaranteed, but the author won’t disappear. If there’s no update, a hiatus notice will be posted or an explanation will appear in the author’s note on the previous chapter.

5. This story is entirely fictional.

6. I doodled the cover myself, so please bear with it. No laughing allowed. (If you must laugh, at least use fewer “ha”s.)

Theme: When you reach the end of your rope, who can save you from danger?