Drapes of crimson fabric adorned every space, lanterns lit up the night, and the steady beat of drums and Souna trumpets echoed throughout the estate. Yet, the uneasy chill of this ritual penetrated any attempts to mask it.

Your body lies still, dressed to perfection for this occasion. But your mind is trapped in a cold embrace, your body a prisoner bound by narow walls of the coffin. Amid the darkness, you can sense the glare of eyes beside you, fixed on you like a spear. Hei Zhou Sen's face turns to you, eyes deep set and piercing, his expression deadly through the groom's attire.

Suddenly, Zhou Sen's hand reached out, his fingers brushing your neck, and the dark aura of yin energy radiated from his touch. Your body shivered in dread, aware of the imminent danger but unable to lift your eyelids to face it.

All around you grew quiet, until even the sounds had faded away, leaving you alone in a world of silence. It seemed as if the very air itself had abandoned you until he grabbed your neck with a tightening grip, squeezing so tightly that you thought your breath would be stolen away.

He then let out a laugh that chilled you to your core. "Since you are mine, you will follow me, even if it means death." he sneered.

You have been forcibly brought to this unfamiliar location, for a marriage ceremony with a demon no less. Your mission? To escape the grim depths of the Feng Guan village, return to the living world, and make sure no trace of your escape is discovered.