Throne of Radiance

At two o'clock in the morning, Maple Leaf Street was brightly lit.

This is the busiest bar street in Jiangyuan New District.

"Damn it, damn it! A bunch of dogs were forced to keep it!" The man smelling of alcohol was staggered out of the bar gate, and thrown on the ground like trash.

I don't know who kicked him in the ass.

Surrounded by undisguised laughter.

He was dizzy from the fall, and while cursing, he got up from the ground while clutching his forehead injured by the wine bottle. The blood flowed down from his fingers, covered his face and hands, and mixed with the smell of wine into a pungent smell. odor.

"Hiss—" The pain from the wound on his forehead made the man grin his teeth, "Wait for me..."

"There are so many of you this time, I don't care about you like you..." While cursing, he turned his head and stared in the direction of the bar, he spat forcefully, and finally left the bar reluctantly.

Compared with the brightly lit, bustling and noisy bars, the dark and quiet alley at the back door is a world apart.

There was not even a single person on the road, and someone kicked down the garbage can beside the wall that had not been cleared for a long time, and the garbage that was poured out gave off a foul smell.The street lamps that have been in disrepair for a long time are lying crookedly on the side of the road, and the blurred shadows under the moonlight are like ghosts.

In the middle of the night at two o'clock in the morning, it was as quiet as a cemetery.

For some reason, Han Shan couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

"Damn..." He cursed in a low voice, but he didn't choose to turn back and go another way.As a person who has been in places like bars and casinos all year round, he thinks he still has the courage to walk alone at night.

It's just that such an association is a bit unlucky for him.

He shook his dizzy head, and continued walking unsteadily.

But it didn't get very far...

"Clap!"

A drop of water landed on his head, then a second drop, and a second drop... In the blink of an eye, dense droplets of water were already falling down.

"Oh shit!"

Han Shan cursed again, calling it unlucky.

"It's actually raining..."

The wound on his forehead was washed by the rain, and there was another burst of severe pain. Finally, he could only grit his teeth, take off his coat to cover his head, lift his legs and run, and he was very embarrassed.

If I remember correctly, about 500 meters away is the entrance of this alley. Not far from the entrance of the alley, there is a cheap small hotel that has been open for many years. You can temporarily take shelter from the rain, or simply spend the night there ...

The increasingly heavy rain smeared the whole world wantonly like ink, and the blood flowing from his forehead made his vision more and more blurred and dizzy.Han Shan felt that his body was getting hot, and his footsteps were getting heavier and heavier.It was as if there was a growing hill on his back.

Just when he thought he was about to collapse in this alley, suddenly, a beam of light yellow warm light came from the front, faintly shining on his face.

He raised his head.

In the hazy vision, a hotel that looked old appeared at some point in the night. The door of the hotel was not closed tightly, and the light came from the crack in the door.

Through the rain curtain, he vaguely saw a figure in the crack of the door.

Han Shan's spirit was lifted immediately, and his whole body became energetic all at once. He ran over in three steps at a time, and pushed open the half-closed door.

"Is the boss there? I want to live... live..."

His voice suddenly froze, as if a walnut had been suddenly stuffed in his throat, and his impatient footsteps also stopped, and he stood stiffly at the door, his hand on the door trembling violently.

The dim light reflected the blood all over the ground. Two cold corpses fell not far from him one after the other. A man squatted on the ground with his back to him, and touched the corpse on the ground with one hand, as if he was doing something. Strange thing.

Startled by the sound of him pushing the door, the man turned around——

Han Shan's body trembled violently.

The scene before him terrified him.

This sudden fright was like a sledgehammer hitting him directly, his drowsy head buzzed under the dual effects of injury and rain and fever, his whole body shook, and he fell to the ground all of a sudden, his hands were covered with blood.

However, his mind was dizzy, his body was weak, and he didn't have much strength to get up.

"Ah, the first time I did this kind of thing, I was bumped into by someone..."

A deep and slow male voice sounded above his head. Accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps, and then the sound of the tip of the umbrella hitting the ground, the man had already arrived in front of him.

From the bottom to the top, what appeared in sight was the man's slender legs, a long black windbreaker that hangs down to his knees, half-length light blond hair that falls to the collar and is slightly curled, and a face that looks straight at first glance. It is reminiscent of faces rich in artistic identities such as musicians and painters.

"Come uninvited late at night, what a rude guest."

The man looked at him with pale gray eyes, the smile on his lips was as standard as measured by a ruler, and his tone was very elegant, which made Han Shan's hair stand on end.

He calmly raised the black umbrella in his hand, and a drop of reddish water fell along the surface of the umbrella, and happened to land on Han Shan's trembling eyelashes.With the slight rotation of the umbrella, the black muzzle appeared on the tip of the umbrella.

Then, it touched Han Shan's forehead.

"—Should I say you are lucky or unlucky?"

"Ho... ho... you..." Han Shan really wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to get up and run away, but his chaotic brain couldn't control it. The unprecedented fear slowed down his thinking a few beats, and he didn't even know What he was talking about, only a few vague sounds came out from his throat.

——He didn't know anything, he only knew that he didn't want to die!

Han Shan's embarrassed, funny and pitiful look seemed to amuse the man, and he couldn't help but look him up and down, especially on his crumpled clothes that smelled of alcohol and the wound on his forehead, which became clear.

Looking away, the man casually poked the wound on his forehead with the tip of his umbrella, and sighed like a poet: "The mediocre people in this world always seem to be like this. They squander life when they have it, and cherish it so much when they want to lose it?"

"Forgive...forgive me..." Han Shan, who was too scared to speak, finally spoke a complete sentence intermittently, "Please, please..."

"……Um?"

The man paused, took a serious look at him, and said thoughtfully, "It's the first living person I've met since I came here. It doesn't seem to be in line with my long-standing aesthetics to simply kill him like this."

He thought for three seconds and had an idea:

"An accident of fate brought you here tonight, so why not let fate decide your life and death."

With a crisp sound.

The man's hand took out a coin from his left pocket at some point, and flicked it into the air with a "snap".

"The front is life, the back is death."

The coin tumbled in mid-air and quickly fell downwards.

Hold it firmly with one hand.

Han Shan tried his best to straighten his neck and widen his eyes to see, but due to the difference in height, he could only see the back of the man's hand.

His whole heart hung up, beating wildly.

The man looked down and squeezed the hand on the handle of the umbrella: "Ah, I'm so sorry..."

His attitude clearly speaks for itself.

"No——" Han Shan's face turned pale instantly, feeling the muzzle of the gun on his forehead, he almost fainted from fright.

"boom!"

But in the next second, the strength on his forehead disappeared.

He is not dead? ? ?

Han Shan raised his head in astonishment.

The man who had just simulated a gunshot with his mouth raised the corners of his lips as if nothing had happened, and showed a standard smile: "It's just a small joke, lucky guest. Fate finally favored you this time."

"—Then, I won't send you away."

The end of the man's voice was drowned in the increasingly loud wind and rain, and Han Shan's whole body was overwhelmed by the ecstasy of escaping death.

The moment he was let go, he jumped up from the ground almost at an unprecedented speed. It was as if infinite power suddenly surged out of this already drowsy body, supporting him to jump out of the hotel gate , ran out without looking back!

In the violent storm, he ran like a hare being chased by a fierce tiger, recklessly, until the sudden surge of strength gradually receded from his body, and a strong sense of fatigue swept over his whole body.

This guy who had been tortured tonight finally couldn't hold on any longer, and passed out neatly.

The dim light of the hotel shone faintly. Looking at the increasingly blurred figure in the heavy rain, the man sighed softly.

"Unsurprisingly, it's easy to cheat."

“…it’s really unfulfilling.”

He spread out his palm, and a coin lay there quietly, with complicated and gorgeous patterns on the surface.

- is the opposite.

He bounced the coin into the air again and reached out to catch it again.

... Where is the choice of fate.

... Or rather, he is destiny.

——At least, in the script he wove, he controls all the direction of the story, including the life and death of the other party... the fate itself.

Withdrawing his gaze outside the house, the man turned around again, and the hem of the windbreaker drew an arc in mid-air: "Compared with the guy who makes people feel no sense of accomplishment, these two corpses seem to be more interesting."

He knelt down and reached out to poke the corpse's face.

"It's clearly a product of nightmare crystallization and blurring, but the touch is so realistic...I don't know if it's superficial, or even the internal structure is the same as the real corpse? How did it happen?"

"I really want to see..."

Just when he seemed to want to do something crazy, a virtual clock that only he could see suddenly flickered in the upper right corner of his line of sight, and the minute hand jumped slightly, and the scale was infinitely close to the hour.

"An hour is here so soon?"

With a murmur of disappointment, he stood up.

"Forget it, as a first attempt, this level is enough. Next, just wait..."

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the entire hotel, including the man himself, was fading away at a rapid speed, as if being wiped off the white paper by an invisible eraser, until it was completely emptied.

At the same time, the abandoned old town is almost back-to-back adjacent to the bustling Gangwon District.

The second floor of an old building.

Bai Yi opened his eyes, looking out of the window.

The rain curtain all over the sky blocked his sight, and the shadows of trees in the distance merged with the continuous eaves.

He raised his palm, and an illusory card slowly condensed in his palm.On the card, the man under the black umbrella smiled with an unpredictable expression.

"Oh oh oh, the first performance looks good~"

Bai Yi raised one eyebrow, showing a pleasant smile, the arc getting bigger and bigger.

He recalled what the system "said" before.

By clearing the nightmare game, can all wishes come true and become an omnipotent god...

...Let me see if this is a false propaganda, or is it really possible.

Thinking in this way, Bai Yi casually flipped the card between his fingers.

On the back of the card, there are lines of brief character settings.

【A ghost that haunts rainy nights at any time】

【Executioner who brings killing and bloodshed】

[Pleasure criminal who is good at playing with people's hearts]

——【K】