Sadako, Kayako, clowns, the slit-mouthed woman, the Ouija board... one by one, the vengeful ghosts that once only existed in movies and TV shows are gradually descending into reality in this mysteriously resurrected world.

In this turbid and evil world, hell is empty, but vengeful ghosts have resurrected, and the human world is like a prison.

My name is Wang Liang, and I unfortunately transmigrated into the body of Teacher Wang, the first homeroom teacher at No. 7 Middle School to die in the original story.

The ghost is right outside the classroom, but don't grieve for me, for I have taken control of... Sadako, this terrifying supernatural being from another world.

...

Years later, people gripped by fear heard these words echoing across the city ruins.

"My name is Wang Liang. I will end this era of the supernatural."

Reincarnated as a cherry blossom, the result is a Japanese-themed worldview. The patient next door just gave birth to Tomie, and he himself was given a long dream script that lasts for a thousand years, and he will be reduced to ashes in three months at the latest.

The long-legged fish are stirring, a biohazard is about to erupt, the human-headed balloons are eyeing us covetously, the hellish planet is drooling, and one apocalyptic natural disaster after another is happening. Kayako, Mimiko, and Sadako are all just little Karamis.

Without cheat codes, how can we break through this impasse?

"Hmph! A dream world that is a thousand or ten thousand times larger than that of ordinary people is not necessarily a bad thing."

Is it the fragility of flesh and blood, and the ascension of machinery? Or is it the triumph of the mind over matter, and the attainment of sainthood?

"Kids make choices, adults want it all!"

Peak physical prowess, perfect martial arts, invincible armor, and even the ultimate "light" in Junji Itō's worldview.

Starting by usurping the power of the [Group], connecting Tomie's mind, and creating the Tomie Network, Amamiya Rin grows up in endless nightmares, and will eventually smash down Hell Star with one punch!

Horror + Comedy + Infinite Flow + Nonsense

I breathed a sigh of relief the day the world was engulfed in a terrifying live-streamed game from which there was no way to escape.

As a failed horror novelist, each of these instances comes from one of my unfinished works.

While the other players were being chased by the female ghost, I walked straight to the ancient well and recited the incantation I had written.

The female ghost in the mirror froze abruptly, her bloody tears instantly ceasing, and she asked me, trembling:

"Author, could you... please finish filling in the plot holes first?"