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In the year 2024, the cosmic alignment of the Nine Stars breaks the natural order, triggering a resurgence of spiritual energy across Kuala Lumpur. Hidden beneath the serene facade of Kek Lok Si Temple lies an ancient underground chamber, brimming with forbidden knowledge. And at the center of it all stands a man who was never meant to be part of this grand scheme.
Lin Han, a bankrupt real estate agent, is on the run from debt collectors when he accidentally stumbles upon a sinister blood ritual. A mysterious robed figure stands at the heart of it, conducting a ceremony that will change Lin Han’s life forever.
Gifted with the ability to perceive karmic threads through his right eye—an unwanted legacy from a past encounter at Batu Caves—Lin Han begins to unravel truths that defy logic. Along his journey, he crosses paths with an unlikely group: a half-Malay policewoman, a Taoist temple keeper with an ancient chant, an aristocratic Indian dancer, and a rebellious rock singer with secrets of her own.
As the mystical scrolls of Kek Lok Si reveal their deadly secrets, Lin Han finds himself caught in a web of fate far beyond his understanding. Can he harness the combined wisdom of the region’s spiritual traditions—Chinese incense blessings, Malay shamanic rituals, and Indian divine dance—to alter his destiny? Or is he simply another pawn in a celestial game beyond his control?

Mystic Convergence

The night in Kuala Lumpur remained as dazzling as ever, with neon lights flickering in every alley, painting an illusion of a never-ending dream. But to Lin Han, the city's brilliance had lost its charm. All he saw now was deception—truth buried under layers of artificial light.

Someone was rewriting reality. And he needed to find the cracks.

Folding the map carefully, he tucked it into his pocket and looked at Noya and Ah Rong.

"I need to go there," he said in a low voice.

Ah Rong blinked before letting out a frustrated sigh. "You mean that casino that doesn't exist?"

Lin Han didn't bother explaining. He simply turned and walked toward the door.

Noya hesitated for a second before following, while Ah Rong, despite his reluctance, had no choice but to keep up. "I really hope you're not losing your mind," he muttered.

They drove toward the place that no longer appeared on any map.

Outside the car, the lively cityscape of Kuala Lumpur faded in the rearview mirror. The towering buildings, once painted with neon reflections, dissolved into darkness, replaced by a winding mountain road.

The GPS displayed nothing—just a blank, undeveloped zone.

A grand underground casino once stood here—Golden Dragon Club, a hidden jewel of the Genting Group.

It was never advertised. Only a select group of people knew of its existence.

The car slowed to a stop. The air smelled damp, the wind carrying the scent of the mountain's deep silence.

Ah Rong turned off the engine, scanning the empty darkness. "There's nothing here. You're not seriously—"

"Shh." Noya suddenly tensed, her eyes fixed on something in the distance.

At first, it was nothing more than shifting shadows.

They were human shapes—or at least, they had been.

They stood hunched, their skin shriveled, their eyes—empty.

Not blind. Not hollow. Just… gone.

"What the hell are those?" Ah Rong's voice wavered.

"The forgotten," Lin Han murmured.

Noya tightened her grip on the small folding knife in her pocket. "Are they alive?"

They weren't ghosts, but they weren't fully human either.

They were remnants—people erased from existence.

As long as Lin Han remembered them, they weren't completely gone.

If he could still recall Golden Dragon Club, then somewhere, it still existed.

But knowing too much meant stepping deeper into danger.

"We need to go inside," Lin Han said firmly.

Ah Rong spun toward him. "You're insane! There's nothing here—where the hell do you plan to go?!"

Beyond the figures, deep in the darkness, a door began to appear.

It flickered—faint, unstable, as if torn from a half-forgotten dream.

Lin Han didn't hesitate. He walked toward it.

Noya clenched her teeth and followed.

Ah Rong stayed frozen in place, torn between fear and disbelief. Then he cursed under his breath and ran after them.

On the other side of that door, would they find the truth?

Or a reality even more terrifying than the lie?

Chapter 63: Cracks Beneath the Night