Salt Coating

When Wuji was sixteen years old, he discovered that someone was eating people at the door of his home. His father went in, his mother went in. Now, an empty red sleeve stretched out from the door, waiting for him. The red line on the wrist is connected to the mother's fetal blood and to the door to cannibalism. There are no gods or demons in the door, only a group of people who have been sewn together for hundreds of years and are still sewing themselves. People in the village said: "There are no orphans here, everyone is fed by their parents." Wuji pinned the bone needle to his chest and followed the red line inward. He doesn't seek to become stronger or kill the gods. He just wants to know one thing - When the door swallows everyone up, who will remember their names?