"Fate Is Already Decided."
In the dark worlds before the five selected players, these four blood-red words appeared!
The words looked as though they had been written in blood, almost dripping.
No... they were already dripping!
Although the five were each in a different space, they all experienced exactly the same thing. The four words, "Fate Is Already Decided," formed from blood, eerily melted before their eyes and disappeared.
The next moment, all the light that had gone out returned!
Xia Nan, Liu Jingqing, Yue Qiuchi, Cao Xiangrong, and Su Yu abruptly snapped out of it and checked the time... exactly midnight!
What happened?
Was that all it took to decide our fates?
Where were our fates?
Everyone's mind was blank. How could this happen... This was nothing like what either side had anticipated!
This Ghost Story had indeed assigned them fates, but... they could not see their own fates at all!
In other words, even if their fates specified when and how they would die, they would have no idea! How were they supposed to play like this?
"Qiuchi? Qiuchi?!"
At the mahjong table, a woman knocked on the tabletop. "Hurry up and play! What are you spacing out for?"
Yue Qiuchi's face was covered in cold sweat and dreadfully pale. She looked at the three friends around the mahjong table and asked, "Didn't the power just go out? I... I waited a little..."
"The power went out? What power outage?"
The other three exchanged glances, then looked at her complexion and asked in confusion, "Qiuchi, are you feeling unwell?"
"N-no... I'm fine..." Yue Qiuchi's heart tightened. Wasn't that a power outage just now? Was it a supernatural phenomenon targeting only the players?
Then why did it "confiscate" my light?
"I think you should go wash your face. Look