Glorious God Throne

At two o’clock in the morning, the lights on Maple Leaf Street were bright.

This was the busiest bar street in the new district of Jiangyuan.

“Damn it, damn it! A bunch of dogs!” A man reeking of alcohol was propped out of the bar door, thrown on the ground like trash.

Someone kicked him in the butt, but it wasn’t clear who.

Laughter echoed around without any attempt to hide it.

He fell, dizzy, cursing and covering his forehead that had been hit by a bottle. Blood flowed through his fingers, smearing his face and hands, mixing with the smell of alcohol into a pungent odor.

“Hiss——” The pain from the wound on his forehead made the man grimace, “Just wait for me……”

“There are many of you this time, I won’t stoop to your level……” He cursed while glaring back at the bar, spat forcefully, and finally left the bar reluctantly.

Compared to the brightly lit and noisy bar, the dark and quiet alley at the back door was like a different world.

There was not a single figure on the road. A garbage can that had not been cleaned for a long time was knocked over by someone, and the garbage that spilled out emitted a foul smell. The long-neglected street light was leaning on the side of the road, its shadow under the moonlight looked like a ghost.

At two o’clock in the deep night, it was as quiet as a graveyard.

For some reason, Han Shan felt a little creeped.

“Damn……” He cursed softly, but he didn’t choose to turn back and take another road. As a person who had been hanging around bars and casinos for many years, he believed he had the courage to walk alone at night.

But such an association was a bit ominous for him.

He shook his dizzy head and continued to walk forward unsteadily.

But he hadn’t walked far…

Pada!

A drop of water fell on his head, followed by the second, the third…In a blink of an eye, countless droplets were falling down with a pitter-patter.

“Damn it!”

Han Shan cursed again, feeling unlucky.

“It’s actually raining…”

The wound on his forehead was washed by the rain, causing another wave of intense pain. In the end, he could only grit his teeth, take off his coat to cover his head, and start running. He was in a very sorry state.

If he remembered correctly, there was probably about five hundred meters to the end of this alley. Not far from the alley entrance was a cheap small hotel that had been open for many years. He could take shelter from the rain there, or simply spend the night…

The increasing rain was smearing the whole world like ink, and the blood flowing down his forehead made his vision increasingly blurry and dizzy. Han Shan felt his body heating up, and his steps were getting heavier and heavier. It was as if he was carrying a growing mountain on his back.

Just when he thought he was going to collapse in this alley, suddenly, a beam of pale yellow warm light came from the front, casting a faint glow on his face.

He looked up.

In his blurry vision, a somewhat old inn appeared in the night. The door of the inn was not tightly closed, and the light was shining out from the crack of the door.

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

Han Shan immediately perked up, his whole body suddenly energized. He ran over in two or three strides and pushed open the half-closed door.

“Is the boss here? I want to stay…stay…”

His voice suddenly choked, as if a walnut was suddenly stuck in his throat. His impatient steps also stopped, and he just stood stiffly at the door, his hand on the door shaking violently.

The dim yellow light illuminated the blood all over the floor. Two cold bodies lay not far from him, one in front of the other. A man was squatting on the ground with his back to him, one hand touching the body on the ground, seemingly doing something strange.

Disturbed by the noise of his pushing the door, the man turned around—

Han Shan’s body started to shake violently.

The scene before his eyes scared him.

This sudden shock was like a huge hammer hitting him. His head, which was already dizzy from the injury and the fever from the rain, buzzed, and he swayed and fell to the ground, his hands smeared with blood.

But he was dizzy and weak, and didn’t have the strength to get up.

“Ah, the first time I do this kind of thing, and I was caught…”

A deep and slow male voice sounded above his head, accompanied by the sound of approaching footsteps, then the sound of an umbrella tip hitting the ground. The man had already come to his front.

From bottom to top, what appeared in his vision were the man’s long legs, a black trench coat hanging straight to his knees, half-long pale golden hair that was slightly curled at the collar, and a face that at first glance made people think of musicians, painters, and other identities rich in artistic atmosphere.

“Coming uninvited in the middle of the night, what a rude guest.”

The man’s deep green eyes looked at him, the curve of his smile was as standard as if measured with a ruler, and his tone was very elegant, which made Han Shan feel a chill.

He calmly raised the black umbrella in his hand, a light red droplet fell along the umbrella surface, just falling on Han Shan’s trembling eyelashes. Accompanied by the slight rotation of the umbrella, dark muzzle appeared at the tip of the umbrella.

Then, it was pressed against Han Shan’s forehead.

“——Should I say you’re lucky, or unlucky?”

“Haa…haa…you…” Han Shan wanted to beg for mercy, wanted to get up and run away, but his chaotic brain didn’t obey, the unprecedented fear slowed his thinking by a few beats. He didn’t even know what he was saying, only making a few vague sounds from his throat.

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

Han Shan’s sorry, funny, and pitiful appearance seemed to amuse the man. He couldn’t help but look him up and down, his gaze especially falling on his wrinkled clothes reeking of alcohol and the wound on his forehead, becoming clear.

The man casually poked at the wound on his forehead with the tip of his umbrella, sighing like a poet, “The mediocrity of this world always seems to be like this, squandering life when they have it, and only when they are about to lose it do they so desperately crave to cherish it?”

“Spare… spare me…” Han Shan, who was too scared to speak, finally managed to stutter out a complete sentence, “Please…please…”

“…Hmm?”

The man paused, took a serious look at him, and seemed thoughtful, “After all, you are the first living person I’ve met here since I arrived. To simply and brutally kill you doesn’t seem to fit with my aesthetic.”

He thought for three seconds and had an idea.

“An unexpected twist of fate brought you here tonight, so why not let fate decide your life and death.”

With a crisp sound.

The man’s hand somehow pulled a coin from his left pocket and flicked it into the air.

“Heads is life, tails is death.”

The coin was tumbling in mid-air, quickly falling down.

A hand steadily caught it.

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

His whole heart was hanging, pounding wildly.

The man looked down and clenched the hand on the umbrella handle, “Ah, I’m really sorry…”

His attitude clearly indicated the result.

“No——” Han Shan’s face turned white in an instant, feeling the gun muzzle against his forehead, he was about to faint from fear.

“Bang!”

But the next second, the force on his forehead disappeared.

He didn’t die???

Han Shan looked up in astonishment.

The man who had just simulated a gunshot with his mouth casually hooked up the corner of his mouth, revealing a standard smile, “Just a small joke, lucky guest. Fate has finally favored you this time.”

“——So, excuse me for not seeing you off.”

The man’s trailing voice was drowned out by the increasingly loud wind and rain, and Han Shan was completely overwhelmed by the ecstasy of escaping from death.

The moment he was let go, he jumped up from the ground at a speed he had never had before. This body, which had been weak and dizzy, seemed to suddenly surge with infinite strength, supporting him to suddenly jump out of the inn’s door and run out without looking back!

In the storm, he ran like a rabbit being chased by a tiger, until the sudden surge of strength gradually left his body, and the intense fatigue finally swept over him.

This guy, who had been tormented tonight, finally couldn’t hold on any longer and simply fainted.

****

The dim yellow light of the inn shone faintly, looking at the increasingly blurred figure in the heavy rain, the man sighed softly.

“Unsurprisingly easy to deceive.”

“…It really gives no sense of accomplishment.”

He spread out his palm, a coin quietly lay there, the surface was complex and gorgeous patterns.

——It was tails.

He flicked the coin into the air again and caught it.

…Where was there any choice of fate.

…Rather, he was fate.

——At least, in the script he wove, he was the one who controlled the direction of the story, including the life and death of the other party……he was fate itself.

Pulling his gaze back from the window, the man turned around again, the hem of his coat drawing an arc in mid-air, “Compared to that guy who gives no sense of accomplishment, these two bodies seem more interesting.”

He squatted down and reached out to poke the face of the corpse.

“It’s clearly a product formed by the crystallization of nightmares, but the touch is so realistic…..I wonder if it’s just superficial, or if the internal structure is the same as a real corpse? How did they do it?”

“I really want to see…”

Just as he seemed to want to do something outrageous, in the upper right corner of his vision, a virtual clock that only he could see suddenly flashed, the minute hand gently jumped, the scale was infinitely close to the hour.

“An hour has passed so quickly?”

He murmured in disappointment and stood up.

“Never mind, for a first attempt, this level is enough. From now on, all I have to do is wait…”

He raised his hand and snapped his fingers.

In an instant, the entire inn, along with the man himself, disappeared at a rapid speed, as if being erased from a white paper by an invisible eraser, until it was completely empty.

****

Meanwhile, an abandoned old city district, almost back-to-back adjacent with the bustling Jiangyuan district.

On the second floor of an old building.

Bai Yi opened his eyes, his gaze cast out the window.

The rain curtain blocked his vision, the heavy tree shadows in the distance and the continuous eaves merged into one.

He raised his palm, and a phantom card slowly condensed in his palm. On the card, a man shrouded under a black umbrella revealed a smile, his expression unpredictable.

“Oh my, oh my, the first performance seems to have gone well~”

Bai Yi raised an eyebrow, revealing a pleased smile, the curve getting bigger and bigger.

He recalled what the system had “said” before.

Clear the nightmare game, and you can realize all wishes, become an omnipotent god…

…Let me see if this is just a bluff false advertising, or if there is some possibility.

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

On the back of the card, were lines of brief character settings.

[A ghost that appears in the rainy night at any time]

[A butcher who brings slaughter and blood]

[A pleasure offender who is good at playing with people’s hearts]

——K

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