Reflections Dance in the Circle

When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you. But if the abyss discovers that your eyes are empty to begin with—will it be afraid? Yanmo's way of entering the poker game is different from others. No one pulled him, no one forced him, no one sent him weird invitations. He just looked in the mirror one day and found that the person in the mirror did not imitate his movements. The man in the mirror is kneeling on the ground, holding a mirror in his hand. There is a person in the mirror again, and there is a mirror in the hand. Infinite recursion, never ending. "You are the reflection that was stripped away from the mirror before Solomon became king," said the man in the mirror. "You are not a human being. You are an emotional organ that was thrown away." Yan Mo thought for a moment and said, "Okay." Then he walked into the card game. This is the Wanxiang card game - seventy-two demon pillars are sealed in playing cards, twenty-two cosmic rules are transformed into the metallic order of Tarot cards, Mahjong weaves numerology, Hanazha summons hundreds of ghosts, Tianjiu cards communicate yin and yang, UNO subverts the rules themselves... Every card in the world is a weapon, a curse, and alive. The only setting in the entire network: hundreds of card types from all over the world converge into the same life-and-death game, every card has a soul, and every rule can be reversed. The protagonist is not Long Aotian - he is an emotionally disabled "loophole in the rules" who is not afraid of death and is learning what a "human" is from scratch. When reflections learn to dance, what will appear in the circle?