A Woman Reborn

[Complete manuscript, updated every night between 9:00 and 9:30]

On December 31, 1998, a brutal assault took place on Yunhuang Street.

The victim was Shen Wuya, a security guard on patrol at the county hospital.

When the police found him...

His eyes had been nailed shut.

His mouth was stuffed with long nails.

His hands had been cut off and tied to either end of a cross. Hanging from it were his ten toes, strung together like a bracelet.

His head had been chopped off and placed at his feet.

Blood covered the ground. The bloody cross case, which shook all of Yunhuang Street, was officially opened for investigation.

But no matter how thoroughly the police searched for clues, they couldn't find the killer.

Just as they were at their wits' end, a woman claiming to be "the killer" came to the Public Security Bureau to turn herself in.

Her name was Huo Wuyou. She was a graduate student in biological sciences, and the victim's daughter.

Huo Wuyou told the police, "I hated my dad, so I killed him."

The motive was clear, but the evidence was lacking, and her testimony was full of inconsistencies. The police couldn't convict Huo Wuyou.

Just then, another woman claiming to be "the killer" arrived at the Public Security Bureau with evidence.

She said, "I hated him so much. I was so angry. So I killed him."

Then came the third, the fourth, the fifth... One after another, twelve women turned themselves in with different pieces of evidence.

Some were doctors, some teachers. Some, like Huo Wuyou, were students. One ran a hair salon, while another was an apprentice in a factory...

Again and again, they repeated the same words without tiring:

"I hated him so much. I was so angry. So I killed him."

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Part of this story is based on my own experiences, while the rest is fictional. Some parts have been romanticized because they involve disturbing subject matter.

This story will be complete in under 100,000 words. The full manuscript is finished, so feel free to dive in.

The female lead isn't the killer, but she mistakenly believes she is.

Since there's a male lead, this is still listed under romance. But most of the time, he's just an observer. In the end, the female lead awakens and fights back through her own strength. This isn't a story about two people saving each other; the female lead saves herself.

Women's loss of agency takes many forms. This story focuses on how society's rules and expectations gradually strip women of their right to hate and be angry. And behind every madwoman, there must be an even madder man.

Theme: Please, a thousand times over, spare no effort to save yourself