After the celebratory banquet ended, overworked office drone Luo Yichen suffered a bizarre misfortune: her brain had been stolen.
A brain was the only credential that allowed people to remain in the Prosperity District. Anyone without one was exiled to the Burial District, infamous as a lawless wasteland.
As a good-for-nothing office drone, Luo Yichen was sent to the Burial District, where she had no choice but to wait for death.
Who could have guessed there would be a ridiculous mix-up, and a gang of thugs would mistake her for their long-lost leader?!
The thugs fell to their knees, their shouts shaking the heavens. "Welcome home, Boss!!!"
They were so thrilled they could barely contain themselves, their eyes brimming with tears, their hearts full of joy.
Luo Yichen: I can't exactly let them down, can I? Maybe I'll just be their leader for a while?
Luo Yichen took the opportunity to lie flat and rise to power. With her fake identity as their leader, she gained a whole gang of underlings and thrived in the Burial District.
Until one day, they ran into the real leader.
All the underlings went berserk and drew their swords on the real leader.
"Brothers, surround them!"
"You dare impersonate Sister Chen? Who gave you the nerve? We'll show you what it means to be looking for death!"
Outside the crowd, Luo Yichen silently took two steps back, cold sweat running down her back. The impostor... the impostor is right here...
Luo Yichen thought she could keep passing herself off as the fake leader and coast along until she died, but one incredible event after another followed, each one trampling all over the limits of what she thought possible.
The writhing chunks of corpses in the burial pit were gifts from the gods.
Human tumors lived in the spiritual womb of the Mother Snail Goddess.
Puppet dolls dragged their mothers around by their umbilical cords.
Human-faced live maggots parasitized rotting, pus-covered hearts.
[A nursery rhyme for the "people" who died as they wished]
Ash on the ground, ash on the ground,
One side red, the other gray.
Red is incense burning at the altar,
Gray is the coffin carrying the last light of day.
Ash on the ground, ash on the ground,
Swallow white bones, turn them black.
The suona's wailing opens the way,
The soul drifts gently back home.
*Some scenes may be mildly creepy, disturbing, or deranged as the story develops.
*The story is entirely fictional, so please don't compare it to real life!
*Thanks for your support~
----Coming soon: How to Find the Perfect Way to Die in a Nightmare----
For everyone else, sleep is a chance to rest. For Xing Ran, it's a matter of life and death: her own life!
She has to keep finding ways to die in her dreams in order to wake up.
At first, a few simple ways to die were enough to wake her.
But not anymore.
The bar for death has been raised to insane heights.
Xing Ran has to die in her dreams with pinpoint precision to wake up.
Xing Ran: Climbing up onto a platform is hard, but falling off should be easy, right?
Reality promptly proved her wrong.
Climbing up was hard, but falling back down was even harder.
*People are born with a set value. Those without value can only become nutrients, feeding livestock and plants.
Easy. Just become a worthless good-for-nothing.
Xing Ran stared at the infinite number above her head and fell into thought...
*People are born into a hierarchy. Those of the lower class can only become human oil, burning themselves to give off light.
Easy. Just become a low-class loser.
Xing Ran looked at herself sitting on the throne of the upper class and was utterly lost...
*People are born longing for the light, but they must face reality and stop dreaming. Anyone who sees the light will eventually be burned until not even ashes remain.
Easy. Just look up at the sun.
Xing Ran's vision went completely dark. She realized she couldn't see anything at all. She was blind...
Xing Ran: Damn it! Are you messing with me or what?
The world in her dreams grew stranger and stranger, like a carefully designed game. She couldn't understand why this was happening to her...
*The entire story is fictional and unrelated to real life.
*The story contains some mildly frightening elements, so please be prepared!
*The blurb may be revised before the story officially begins~
Theme: Dare to be last, then strive to be first among the last.
Come on, come on, update faster, I'm looking forward to it 💪