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Soul-Whip 11: Life-Soul Seizing Art
On the day the Ghost Gate Opens, those of us who drove long-haul trucks knew better than to travel at night.
But that night, I was driving alone down the road to an old public cemetery.
Halfway there, I pulled into a gas station.
After the attendant finished filling my tank, he seemed to work up every ounce of courage he had before asking in a trembling voice, “Sir… why is your windshield covered in little kids’ handprints?”
I shook my head at him.
I knew it wasn’t just the windshield.
By then, my entire truck was already crawling with them.
Earth Master Girl 23: Shanxi Buddha Caves
Bootleg Black Wukong was all the rage among my classmates.
One of its scenic areas was called the Land of Mahayana.
Everyone who played it became obsessed and went there to check in.
But not a single one of them came back.
I received that pirated disc too.
What they didn’t know was that I was the only Earth Master successor.
