"Your life belongs to me."
The moment the black shadow in the mirror tore off the disguise, Lin Xia was thrown into an alien world shrouded in a blood moon.
Here, bones build a throne, and the roar of beasts tears through the night. The werewolf bloodline he was forced to awaken became a sharp blade and a curse for survival - silver-haired beast ears, sharp claws stained with blood, and he fought his way through the mountain of corpses with his only trusted companion "Chengnan".
Until that ambush.
When the body in the south of the city was taken away by a vulture, Lin Xia's tail crushed the entire dry forest.
And Jiang Chen appeared at this moment.
The black-haired young man was covered in wounds and stood dazed in the blood mist of another world, subtly overlapping with the back figure in Lin Xia's memory who was always reading beside the playground.
"Don't touch the blood of rotting corpses, it will become parasitic."
Lin Xia warned him coldly, but tucked Jiang Chen's animal skin blanket tightly while he was sleeping. He taught him to recognize the camouflage of piranha flowers and avoid thunderstorms of divine punishment, but he never mentioned Chengnan's death.
Until one night, Jiang Chen was awakened by a nightmare, and the same golden lines as Chengnan's before his death appeared on his palms.
Lin Xia finally saw clearly——
His shadow has long tied reality and the other world into a knot.
And Jiang Chen is... The last piece of the puzzle to solve this conspiracy.
Purpose: Take back your own life amidst lies and plunder