Bizarre Dao Immortal · Chat

A dizzying, murky chill wraps around his body. In his ears, the muffled murmurs of the real world bleed into the eerie whispers of ghosts and monsters from the Danuo realm, their visions overlapping in nauseating layers before his eyes. Li Huowang lets his arms hang limp at his sides, fresh blood still glistening between his fingers. The veins at his temples throb violently with stabbing waves of agony. He slowly lifts his gaze—his pupils unfocused and vacant—and pulls his lips into a bitter, ragged smile. "I can't tell anymore... Just which side... is real?"