Soul of the Dead

I was unfortunately killed during a rafting activity. When I woke up from my sleep, I found that I had been put into a coffin! But when the coffin board is opened, what comes into view is neither a mourning hall nor a gloomy cemetery - this is a chaotic and disordered world: Dark castles, dank servants, cursed spirits and spells; the dark sea that continues to expand like a nightmare, it is a realm jointly controlled by "madness and loss"; and this world still needs to face unpredictable "divine punishment"... And I: I am the Traveler King, and I am the lord of the Mourning Manor! But what happened to my face!