Shh, Don't Move, The Bugs Are Coming

I always thought I was just an ordinary person. By a twist of fate, I ended up in the small mountain village where my maternal grandparents lived, where I had a strange and uncanny adventure that gradually revealed the mystery of my seemingly extraordinary origins. A village that looks beautiful but feels eerie at every turn, a giant insect that sneaks into villagers' homes at night to eat people, a mysterious forest marked as a restricted zone, an egg I happened to find for no apparent reason, the handsome “insect hunter” in the village, and a mysterious silver-haired man in an illusion, was it all coincidence, or was it deliberately orchestrated by someone?