The Seventh Pulse

Twenty-two years ago, the sky split open.

The world's rules shattered and scattered: birth, aging, sickness, death, time, distance, everything fell into chaos. The broken rules became "the uncanny," lurking in zones of disorder and devouring people. The seven largest fragments became seven King Cards, each falling into the hands of one of seven people.

Shen Yan, who repairs watches in Linjiang City, should have had nothing to do with any of this.

Until his younger sister was trapped in an alley that went on forever. Counting his steps, he walked in: two hundred and thirteen steps, and he forced the path to "run straight."

At that moment, the owners of all seven King Cards looked up at once.

A package mailed twenty-two years ago came looking for him. The sender's name contained just one word: me.

Only then did Shen Yan learn that a colorless card was hidden inside him. It had only one ability:

Whatever he firmly believed in his heart would exist.

And there was only one last problem left to solve in this world: the crack in the sky opened once every seven years, and on the seventh opening, all of humanity would be formatted. Repair the rules? No. Fixing them would mean a reboot. What he had to do was rewrite them, changing the unseen zeroth rule.

Some wanted to kill him, some had waited twenty-two years for him, and some wanted to see what he would believe.

Before the sky's crack pulsed for the seventh time, he had to make the world believe one thing:

Rules are made by people.