You Will Enter God's Sight
"At the hour of the rat, the eldest ate my hands."
"At the hour of the ox, the second gouged out my eyes."
"At the hour of the tiger, the third cut open my back and pulled out my spine."
A low, hoarse murmur wound around Su Yang's ears like threads soaked in icy water, tightening against every inch of skin.
The pain etched into his veins swept over him once again, spreading to every corner of his body.
As the murmuring grew clearer, the pain Su Yang felt grew more intense.
The next moment, the dream shattered!
Su Yang's eyes snapped open, and he sat bolt upright in bed.
Pain!
It hurt too much!
Waves of excruciating pain came from his eyes, back, and arms, nearly making him pass out.
With a drip, Su Yang's right index finger split open, and a drop of blood fell onto the quilt.
The sound made his heart tremble.
He snatched up his pillow and flung it away, sending it tumbling onto the floor.
Fortunately, the soft pillow made no sound when it landed.
Beneath it lay a notebook with a pitch-black cover.
The black-covered notebook had an antique appearance, its inky cover stained at the corners with grease that could not be wiped away.
Trembling, Su Yang reached out a hand already thick with bulging veins and opened the black notebook.
After Su Yang opened the cover, several lines of words formed from blood appeared on the notebook's flyleaf, exposed to the air!
Even more surprisingly, the paper in the black notebook seemed to be made of a very special material. The blood could not soak into it at all.
Drop after drop of blood formed words on the notebook, a chilling sight.
[Tomorrow, at the hour of the ox.] [Northern Suburb Cemetery, gravestone no. 23.] [You will enter God's Sight, and cause and effect will be thrown into disorder as a result.] [All of fate's gifts have their prices secretly marked. Good luck!]
Northern Suburb Cemetery?
There's a cemetery in our city's northern suburbs?
And what does entering God's Sight mean? Could there really be a god in this world?
After seeing the words in blood in the black notebook, Su Yang was immediately filled with questions.
But Su Yang had no time to ponder them now. His most pressing concern was to get rid of this excruciating pain that clung to him like maggots to bone!
"Argh! It hurts more and more!"
Once Su Yang's palm touched the black notebook, the pain in his body grew even more intense, as though it were going to swallow him alive.
At that moment, the murmuring from the dream sounded in Su Yang's ears again. The voice was like someone scraping glass with their fingernails, making his hair stand on end.
"Eat them... eat the blood on the book..."
"Quickly, eat the blood on the book... otherwise, you will surely die..."
Hearing the low, hoarse voice beside his ear, Su Yang rubbed his palm haphazardly over the flyleaf of the black book, getting all the blood on his hand.
Not a single drop remained on the flyleaf of the black notebook.
Then Su Yang put his blood-covered palm to his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and licked the blood off it until it was completely clean!
The instant the blood entered his mouth, the pain that clung to him like maggots to bone vanished from every corner of his body!
Like an addict finding relief, Su Yang felt every pore on his body open in bliss.
Su Yang used the last of his strength to close the black notebook.
His taut body relaxed all at once, and he collapsed onto the bed.
"Phew! It's finally over!"
"This damned dream! If this keeps up, it'll drive me mad sooner or later!"
Only then did Su Yang feel alive again.
By the dim light of the streetlamp outside, Su Yang stared blankly at the white walls of his room.
The questions and worries he usually kept hidden all welled up in his heart.
"Dad, Mom, where on earth did you go?"
"Why did you leave me this Dead Man's Book?"
"And that terrible murmur in my sleep—why has it kept entering my dreams ever since you disappeared?"
It all began five years ago.
Five years ago, Su Yang's parents suddenly disappeared.
The police searched for a whole month but failed to find the slightest clue about Su Yang's parents.
All they found in his parents' bedroom was a black notebook and a note left for Su Yang.
The note was written in a bold, flowing hand:
"This book is called the Dead Man's Book. All secrets are hidden within it!"
"Do not search for me!"
"At the boundary between light and darkness, at the birthplace of blood and song, as the old order is destroyed and the new order is born, I shall reveal myself!"
The police confirmed that it was indeed written in Su Yang's father's hand.
But the baffling words on the note left the police utterly bewildered.
Aside from that, the police found no other clues of any value.
From then on, that murmur, like the whispering of a demon, frequently appeared in Su Yang's dreams.
Hands eaten, eyes gouged out, spine pulled free...
If someone really was coming to Su Yang in his dreams again and again, what kind of villains would be cruel enough to dismember a person like that?
Having the same nightmare over and over was one thing. At worst, he would not rest well; it would not disturb Su Yang's life too much.
But what truly frightened Su Yang was that, as he had the nightmare more and more often, the voice in the dream slowly began to manifest in reality!
Whenever Su Yang had that dream, his body would be just as the murmur in the dream described.
His hands, eyes, and back would all feel excruciating pain!
It was as though someone really were gnawing on Su Yang's arms, as though someone really were digging his eyes out with force.
Even stranger, whenever Su Yang dreamed of that anguished murmur, several lines of bloody words would appear in the Dead Man's Book his parents had left behind!
Only by drinking the blood that appeared in the Dead Man's Book could he make the pain brought by the murmur go away.
And it took Su Yang a full five years to understand why his parents had called the black notebook the "Dead Man's Book."
Because it was a notebook that could devour the spirits of the dead!