The Speaking Pork Trotter

In the neon of blue and purple, under the thick steel sky, at the forefront of this surge of data, lies the world post-tech revolution.
It's also the dividing line between reality and illusion.
Steel and flesh, past and future.
In this place, the world outside and inside coexist. Everything in front of us feels like a wall of time within reach.
The darkness is slowly creeping in.
But hey, my friend, you gotta know, we can't just counter darkness with softness.
Gotta use fire.

Naming Technique of the Night

Lordbluefire

Shadow snapped the silver button shut and stuffed it back into his collar.


"What are the containment conditions for the Door of Shadow?" Qing Chen asked.


With a thick smile, Shadow said, "Still interested in this taboo item? Well, it doesn't hurt to tell you; its condition is that you must be forever single."


Such a strange containment condition, was Shadow going to stay single forever?


Curiously, he asked, "What happens if the host of the Door of Shadow ends their single status? What defines that status, a marriage certificate, feelings, or intimate relations?"


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