Starlight Shatters the Heavens

Earth is a hunting ground. Humanity is the prey.

Every three hundred years, the hunters come to harvest us right on schedule. For more than two thousand years, no one has ever escaped.

Wang Xing always thought these were his grandfather's delusions, until his chip activated and he saw the words:

"Hunting Ground ID G-009. Time until this round's harvest: eleven months."

And hidden in the chip was a blade left behind by the hunters of the previous round.

"I'm not running this time." He gripped the blade. "This time, we kill the hunters."