Hong Hong-er was what people would call a “rouge child.” He had no home and no place to go, living on the streets and scavenging for any scrap of food he can find. People called him monstrous and freakish. His face was wrapped in bandages, his clothes dirty, his hair grimy. He couldn’t really blame the talk, he was monstrous looking.

Ever since he was saved by Xie Lian, The Crown Prince of Xianle, he was fully devoted. Xie Lian was the first person to ever show him kindness. He had to repay that. Somehow, someway.

He was determined to grow and become strong so one day he’ll be able to save his god.

After the burning of all Xie Lian’s temples and the loss of all his believers, Hong Hong-er didn’t give up. Now as a young ghost, he has made his way to Mount Tonglu. That’s the way to be the strongest. The best. He will win, for His Highness.

Hong Hong-er spent the whole day running around killing ghosts and one strong one sent him into a large carven. As soon as he entered, it shut with a loud bang. No, no! It couldn’t end here…

He wandered aimlessly around the cavern for a while before he fell into a large hole and into a crassly decorated area with many bats and large creatures. It was odd, who made this all?

Just as he was wondering, footsteps rang out. He sharpened up, glaring in the direction of the clanging. “Who goes there?!”