When Ham learned that his spiritual power value was only six, he had already faced reality: the world did not revolve around him. He was merely an ordinary person.
But even as an ordinary person, Ham felt that he was a "lucky" one.
For over thirty years, he had never encountered any great twists or setbacks. Though he was not wealthy, he had never been poor either. He had never suffered any serious illness, and his parents were healthy as well. Though he was still single, that was only because he enjoyed the freedom of being single.
Ham considered himself lucky not only because his life had gone smoothly, but also because... when Night Demon City had undergone its shocking upheaval and the entire city had become a realm of ghosts, Ham had happened to be away from Night Demon City and escaped that calamity. Was that not luck as well?
Ham had thought that his luck might continue forever, allowing him to live out an ordinary, peaceful life.
Yet he had never expected the reversal to come so quickly.
When Iva rested his head on Ham's shoulder and gave him a bloodthirsty, eerie smile, Ham knew that everything was over.
As darkness was about to swallow his vision, Ham saw a man in a black gentleman's suit walk toward him and flick Iva, who had lunged for his neck, away with a cane.
There was no doubt about it—this was a wizard!
Hope flashed through Ham's eyes. He struggled to reach out and used all his strength to say, "Save..."
Yet before he could even say "me," he was consumed by a vortex of darkness, and his entire being sank into chaos.
For the long stretch of time that followed, Ham only felt himself constantly traveling through a long,