Shen Luo received an anonymous gift on his birthday, but when he opened it, he found a broken mirror stained with blood.
In an instant.
The neon-lit city twists and turns.
At the crossroads not far away stood a beautiful boy in black and white, with a human head balloon hanging in the air splitting the corners of his scarlet mouth.
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——Welcome to the world of monsters.
Someone whispered in his ear.
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He kicked away the attacking slit girl and ran wildly, but the next moment he was dragged into the alley by a pale hand.
A slender, dark figure emerged from the alley. Countless hands pressed him against the damp brick wall, and cold breath wrapped around his earlobes: "I got you."
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In Silent Hill, all believers witnessed a miracle——
The young man wrapped in a bloody wedding dress slowly walked out of the church, followed by a strange-looking triangular head.
The executioner, who was supposed to be harvesting souls, was now carefully correcting the young man's beautiful, crooked veil.
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"Honey, you look like you're flirting with murder."
Hannibal wiped the knife and chuckled, his heart still twitching as the meat was cooked medium-rare on the silver plate.
Shen Luo resisted the nausea and forked the flesh, and the cold tip of the knife ambiguously scratched the man's Adam's apple: "Doctor, the sound of your heartbeat is disturbing my ears."
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When Fu Jiang rang the doorbell, Shen Luo was cornered by the omen of death.
Countless identical and gorgeous faces crowded the window. The eldest one pinched the back of his neck and chuckled: "Little liar, didn't you agree to give me a hundred children?"
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Shen Luo traveled thrillingly while being chased by countless inhuman creatures.
He once coaxed Sadako to modify the death video tape for him, induced Kayako to break the curse of the ghost call, and even sat astride the death scythe to bargain: "Can you kill me tomorrow? The lanky ghost invited me to a candlelight dinner tonight."
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Until the end, all monsters trapped him in a strange world.
The beautiful young man in black at the crossroads tore off his mask, and the rich and powerful rivers flowed and merged into a throne of flesh and blood. The cold sickle of death pressed against his tailbone: "Now, it's time to choose your final groom."
Shen Luo suddenly pulled open his blood-stained shirt, and the mark of the God of Death on his collarbone glowed with a faint light.
"Why don't you fight until only one is left..."
He licked the blood from the corner of his lips and chuckled in the overwhelming obsession and malice.
"The last one?"
1. Be popular with people and fall over at any time
2. Tomie's male version has many single arrows and forward attacks, making him the god of death.
Intention: Stay calm no matter what happens