When Han Fei opened the door to the emergency room, all the lights in the building went out.
Darkness enveloped everything around, and countless wishes and prayers emanated from deep within the walls.
Divine Patterns circulated, and the farewells between life and death were engraved in the corridor, not even time could wash away those cries.
Despair slowly seeped from Han Fei's body and blended into the building as he looked up at the emergency room.
White walls revealed names, thoughts transformed into thin chains, one end remaining in the Mortal World, the other plunging into oblivion.
Among those walls full of memories, Han Fei also saw a fiercely terrifying shadow.
The altered Big Evil, like a totem drawn by the ancients, was carved into the building, its body pierced by chains, unable to leave the hospital walls, nor easily enter this Memory World.
"Big Evil?"
