I am the righteous path.

A door unfolded before him.
Evil thrived, and whispers spilled from within.
The resentful compound eyes flickered and vanished, the presence longing to burst out was blocked inside, and the alluring murmurs echoed in the ear.
The sticky, pink brain mumbled something. A figure cloaked in a yellow robe watched from a distance. A dark green presence, smelling of blood, roared. A string of wondrous soap bubbles released friendliness—and many, many guests.
They sincerely invited Lu Li to join this mad party.
Lu Li stepped in, his stride resolute and unwavering.
He had no reason to refuse.

Detective Agency of the Bizarre

Within the throng of carriages pouring into Belfast, one carriage flowed upstream, past the once dreamlike Agate Lake, now dusty, and traveled far past Sugard Mountain to its other side.


"We won't reach Marsh Road until tomorrow morning, should we rest for a while?"


Departing from the base of the mountain, Anna packed away the leftover food and asked.


Lu Li lifted the curtain of the carriage and looked ahead, the approaching night bringing dimness, yet he didn't see that profound and mysterious projection looking towards Belfast again.


Until darkness completely enveloped them, pressing down on the light of the oil lamp hanging in the carriage, and whispers of ill omens surged, Lu Li returned to the carriage.


Sitting on the blanket Anna had laid out, Anna spread the aura of her wraith around, carefully making sure it didn't affect Lu Li.


"There are no oddities nearby, nor is anyone following us," Anna whispered.


Twenty-three. Emerging