The Might of the Yasaka Magatama: I Shall Suppress Space!

Otakemaru stared fixedly at the human Onmyoji who had abruptly appeared before Yu Zhi and taken his attack.

In his ferocious demonic eyes were disbelief, extreme hatred and loathing, and the panic of a mind shattering in an instant.

Because if he had appeared here, then did that mean...

"I am a failure. I hardly ever notice whether the sunlight is bright or not, because I have no time.

"My parents cannot provide me with support, and my education is not high. Alone in the city, I search for a future.

"I found many jobs, but none hired me. Perhaps no one likes someone who is bad at talking, unwilling to socialize, and has not shown sufficient ability.

"For three whole days, I ate only two loaves of bread. Hunger kept me awake at night. Fortunately, I had paid a month's rent in advance, so I could continue living in that dark basement without having to go outside and endure the abnormally cold winter wind.

"Finally, I found a job. I worked nights at a hospital, guarding the morgue.

"The hospital was even colder at night than I had imagined. The corridor wall lamps were not lit, and everything was dim. I could only rely on the faint light leaking from the rooms to see where I stepped.

"The smell there was awful. From time to time, the dead were delivered stuffed inside body bags, and we worked together to carry them into the morgue.

"It was not a very good job, but at least it let me afford bread. I could also use my free time at night to study. After all, few people were willing to come to a morgue unless a body needed to be delivered or taken away for cremation. Of course, I did not have