In a nondescript corner of the Deep World, Han Fei, his soul washed over by bloody waters, clutched the knife in his hand.
Behind him once stood many companions, but now he was alone.
Everyone had left their hopes and brightest dreams with him, and he needed to survive, to live on with all their expectations.
The bladeless knife began to emit a faint light, the most noble of human characters shining like fireflies in the night, seemingly trivial compared to the entire world.
But at this moment, they dispelled the malice sedimented in the Blood Pool, lighting a path of life for Han Fei.
"Player 0000, please note! Your compatibility with the hidden profession Midnight Butcher has reached one hundred percent! Would you like to skip the inheritance ceremony and become the Midnight Butcher?"