Corpse Soil

My name is Lin Lang. I was born at 12:12 a.m. on the night of the Ghost Festival. Ever since I was little, I've been able to see those things from the underworld, the ones people commonly call "banban."

Grandpa said that my fate had a stroke missing, and since I was born on the Ghost Festival, I was fated to be incomplete. So he gave me a piece of yin iron and sternly told me that no matter what happened, I had to keep it against my chest at all times. I wasn't allowed to take it off, not even to bathe.

Until one day, I saw a pile of... things wreathed in ghostly blue flames.