My name is Yan Cheng. I'm 21, and I work at a small company in Jiangcheng. My lifelong dream is to pay off my mortgage, save up some money, and travel around the world with my wife.
My wife is a man. We got married right after graduating from university.
We're very happy together now.
But sometimes the claw marks outside the door, the faint smell of blood drifting over from the neighbors, and the sound of some unknown creature tearing at something leave me puzzled.
One morning, I came out of the supermarket after buying groceries, with two carrots in my right hand and a bag of beef bones in my left.
A dozen meters from the entrance, vines and human-looking beings capable of firing lasers were locked in a fight to the death.
I thought, either I'd transmigrated, or I still hadn't woken up.
PS: The main text is in third person and features a gong lead.
Theme: To be decided
