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

The base of the chess piece appeared to be carved with an ancient book, climbing with mottled, age-old scratches.


"Heard from that old devil at the tavern," Ruth stared at the chess piece. "A strange thing that recently spread among humans, possessing inconceivable, unfathomable powers. The power of each chess piece varies, some grant its bearer extraordinary abilities, some bring forth terrifying curses, and others summon bizarre and frightful beings."


"'It can place the weakest Hungry Demon at the pinnacle of Hell, and turn the mightiest Demon into dust and ashes. It's a little trinket of luck and misfortune, opportunity and peril intertwined,'" Ruth imitated the Humanoid Demon's tone.


"What's this one called?" Lu Li observed the chess piece, feeling it was somehow connected to a certain knowledge—


Some ethereal arms appeared, gently pushing Lu Li closer to the remains of the Devil's Son, or rather, the Evil Spirit Chess.


One Hundred and Seven. The End of the Journey