In a World Where Words Are Spoken, I Am Mute

Time travel? Rebirth? No, I was just born into this crazy world where words are easy to follow, and... I was born mute. Here, words are power, and true words can shake mountains and rivers. But I was so shocked that I couldn't say a word. What's worse is that I am like a walking disaster - wherever I go, the spirit of speech disintegrates and fails, the latent corruption is forced to reveal itself, and blasphemous whispers linger in my ears. The world regards me as a plague god and a heretic, and sticks and torches are my only "welcoming gifts". On the verge of death, the silent source in the body finally roared! Everything is silent - within the domain, everything is silent and the laws are frozen! This is not what I want, but it is my only sharp edge to tear through the darkness. The mysterious gray robes know my true nature, and the ancient shadows whisper the secrets of creation. In this world where noisy words weave rules, the silent path of an aphasic person is destined to break through the common prejudices and face the greedy eyes that covet the deepest source. When all words are false, only silence can prove the true self and stabilize the world!