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Eerie Domain Deliveryman: Awakening of Gluttony
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In the late night of 2049, the neon lights illuminated the damp streets as I navigated through the city's alleys, delivering one order after another.
"Ding dong, you have a special order. Please proceed to Wangchuan Alley108, recipient: Meng Po." The notification on my phone caught me off guard. Wangchuan Alley? Isn't that the rumored entrance to the Underworld Ghost Domain?
I scoffed and accepted the order; after all, my life had long been worthless. I might as well see what secrets the Underworld Ghost Domain held.
"Welcome to Wangchuan Alley, young man. You are quite bold and unique," a man in a white robe holding a folding fan appeared before me without warning. He wore a meaningful smile, but I distinctly remembered that this road had just been empty...
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"Are you human or ghost?" I cautiously took a step back, using the delivery box to shield myself; it felt particularly heavy at that moment.
The man chuckled lightly, his white fan swaying gently in front of his chest. "Young man, why be afraid? My name is White Impermanence, and you should have heard of me."
White Impermanence? A ghostly messenger from the underworld? My scalp tingled with fear; had I really arrived at the legendary Underworld Ghost Domain? Before I could process it, the scene before me suddenly distorted, and the familiar streets vanished, replaced by a dark and narrow alleyway.
The buildings on either side were ancient and elegant yet exuded an eerie silence. The air was thick with a faint smell of sulfur, making it hard to breathe.
"This is..." I looked around in disbelief, feeling as if I had stepped into another world.
"This is the entrance to the Underworld Ghost Domain, Wangchuan Alley," White Impermanence closed his fan and pointed ahead. "If you go in here, you will find the answers you seek."
I took a deep breath, my mind racing back to my father who had been missing for many years. He was an archaeologist who vanished without a trace after an expedition ten years ago, leaving behind an ancient jade piece engraved with strange patterns. Later, I learned that those patterns represented the legendary Gluttony—an ancient beast capable of devouring everything!
"Who are you really? Why are you telling me this?" I stared intently at White Impermanence, trying to find any flaw in his flawless face.
White Impermanence smiled slightly, a hint of coldness flashing in his eyes. "Because you are special, Lin Hen. You carry the bloodline of Gluttony, possessing power beyond your imagination."
The bloodline of Gluttony? My heart raced; could my father's disappearance be related to this?
"Are you trying to use me?" I narrowed my eyes, anger burning within me.
"No, I just want to give you a choice," White Impermanence maintained his calm smile. "Join us at 【Yama Palace】, and I can help you find your father while granting you supreme power."
"What is the Yama Palace?" Countless thoughts flashed through my mind. What exactly is this mysterious organization?
"I'm sorry, but I'm not interested in joining any organization," I coldly refused, turning to leave this strange place.
"Young man, don't be so quick to refuse," White Impermanence's voice echoed behind me. "You should know that your father's disappearance is not simple. Only by joining us can you uncover the secrets surrounding him and unravel the mystery of your own origins."
I paused for a moment. My father... a mystery about my origins? Could there be more to my background?
"What do you know?" I suddenly turned around, my voice trembling slightly.
White Impermanence did not answer but pointed ahead with his folding fan. "The answer lies at the end of Wangchuan Alley. Go find it yourself."
With that, he vanished into the mist.
I stood there hesitating for a moment before finally gritting my teeth and walking deeper into Wangchuan Alley.
I knew this would be a path filled with danger and uncertainty, but I had no way back. For my father, for myself, I had to move forward, even if it meant facing a mountain of blades and a sea of flames.
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I took a deep breath and stepped into the dark and deep alley before me. Shops lined both sides, yet all doors were tightly shut. The characters on the signs were twisted and bizarre, as if telling some indescribable taboo. The air was thick with a decaying, damp smell mixed with a faint hint of blood, making me feel nauseous.
"Be careful; the atmosphere here is chaotic, and I fear..." Su Xiaoyu suddenly appeared beside me, but before she could finish her sentence, she screamed as something jumped down from the eaves.
It looked like a cat but had a human face, its mouth stretched wide to the ears, revealing two rows of sharp teeth as it let out a chilling "hee hee" laugh.
I reacted quickly, pulling Su Xiaoyu behind me while drawing out my baton and swinging it fiercely at the creature.
With a loud "bang," the monster was sent flying, crashing against the wall with a piercing scream before dissipating into a cloud of black mist.
"Phew... that scared me! What the hell was that?" Su Xiaoyu said, patting her chest, still shaken.
"It should be a low-level spirit from the Underworld Ghost Domain. Not much of a threat," I replied, putting away my baton and cautiously scanning the surroundings. "But what about you? Why did you suddenly appear?"
Su Xiaoyu brushed her wind-tousled hair and pouted, "I was worried about you. Besides, I promised your grandfather to take good care of you."
"My grandfather?" I paused for a moment, a kind old man's face flashing through my mind. "You mean..."
"Shh!" Su Xiaoyu suddenly gestured for silence, her expression serious as she looked ahead. "There are people coming this way—lots of them..."
Following her gaze, I saw a group of figures in black cloaks slowly emerging from the mist, each wielding various weapons that glinted ominously.
"It's the Yama Palace people. Looks like we've fallen into a trap," I whispered, tightening my grip on the baton.
The leader of the black-clad figures pulled back his hood, revealing a cold face—it was Scarface, who had appeared at the teahouse before.
"Kid, you can't escape now! Surrender quietly to avoid suffering!" Scarface sneered, waving his hand as the black-clad figures surrounded us.
"Think you can catch me? Not with you bunch of losers!" I scoffed, a fierce glint in my eyes.
"Hmph! You don't know what's good for you! Attack!" Scarface commanded, and the black-clad figures surged forward, their weapons radiating lethal intent as they charged at us.
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