~Death Was Only the Beginning~

You can run, but you can’t hide.

First came the screams outside the building.

Then came the trails of blood streaking across the dormitory halls.

Now, survivors are disappearing without a trace, and no one seems to know why.

Wen Rouqing wakes up in the library, surrounded by people she barely remembers and tension thick enough to choke on. 

The windows are barricaded, the doors jammed shut, and fear runs deeper than hunger.

Everyone is hiding something — including her.

They say she’s strange. That she's hiding something. That there’s something wrong with her eyes.


But Wen Rouqing is too tired to care what they think. She only knows one thing:
whatever is out there isn't the only thing they should be afraid of.

And inside these walls, the real monsters aren’t always the ones trying to break in.

"You've been assigned a number. Not by choice, but by fate. Eleven souls, bound together by a sinister game."


#1, #3, #5, #7, #9, #11, #13, #15, #17, #19, #21 and so on.


"Every 10 chapters, a number will be chosen. No warnings or  mercy. The character linked to that number will face unimaginable pain."


"If your number is called, your character's fate is sealed. If the author's number falls, the story's very fabric will unravel."


"10 chapters until the first drawing. Will you form bonds with the characters, only to see them shattered?"


"This isn't fiction. You've scrolled past the point of no return. Your fate is sealed."


Prologue/Intro