In a cemetery on a certain continent in the north, a young man in a gray sweater was sitting on a tombstone. Countless crows landed on his shoulder and cried out hoarsely and sorrowfully.
As the young man looked at the live broadcast camera presented by the AI terminal, he stared at the man's compassionate eyes in the camera. His heart, which had long been numb from the pain, suddenly started beating. The young man clutched his chest and groaned.
In an instant, the young man thought of the most tragic experience of his youth.
It turned out that the injuries and pain people had once suffered would never disappear.
Even after he worked hard to become stronger and became a ghost cultivator that everyone hated, admired, and feared, he still didn't dare to face his dark past.
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