In the sunless depths underground, life paths twist and tangle into an unsolvable living entity, beating like the heart of the city's hatred, contracting and splashing more black mist.
Compared to other trains heading here, the "blood-red train" behind An Luan is strikingly conspicuous; he has killed too many, eaten too many, harmed too many.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, with the "help" of the Martial Arts master's teachings, he has been seizing life and others' happiness since childhood, with all those karmic obstacles entwined upon him.
"Daddy, is this our new home?" The little girl asked once more, while the transformed monster An Luan stood dazed on the platform, gazing at everything shrouded in darkness.
He chose his wife, disembarking from the right side door, yet the end result was arriving at such a sordid and hideous place.
