I Just Woke Up, and the School Beauty I've Had a Crush on for Three Years Wants to Kill Me?

This world has a set of hidden rules. If we meet on the same road, there will be death and injury. Devouring the souls of those on the same journey, there is zero price. Every soulsmith has the same kind of shadow stepping on his feet, and every bit of strength is the life of others. Ordinary people don't know this. They don't know that the palms of strangers they pass by may have dark red lines hidden in them. They don't know that behind the "unexplained mutation events" that occasionally flash on the news is a dark war that has lasted for thousands of years. Days are days. The fried dough sticks were sizzling in the pot, the students were running towards the school gate on the sound of the bell, and the crooked-necked tree was jumped up and broken twice. It is as ordinary as the water in the Shu River. It flows forward day by day and nothing can be seen. There is a name circulating in the extraordinary world - "Raven". No one has seen his face, no one knows where he comes from. All I know is that wherever he goes, his soul will be destroyed.