The living room light shone on the light yellow tablecloth. It was very homely. The television broadcasted the news.

“Reappearance of the Rainy Night Murderer! Third murder in our city’s Old City!”

“The police have zeroed in on the suspect! The public is advised not to panic. Keep your doors and windows locked. Do not go out at night!”

The storm slammed into the windows. The wind howled outside. However, Gao Ming felt enveloped by the warmth inside. He bathed in the light. He examined the familiar home. Memory fell into place like puzzle pieces.

His fingers caressed the sound-insulated walls. His eyes wandered to the big fridge. He moved his feet and pulled back the curtain to the kitchen. Saran wrap bags were scattered around the chopping block. There were heaters meant to accelerate the decay of meat under the counter.

This home was unlike Liu Yi’s home. Their essences were different.

“I’m back. Are you home?” There was no reaction. Due to the sound insulation, Gao Ming couldn’t even hear the echo of his own voice. He walked around the place but found no one. In the end, he sat beside the dining table. There was no warm food but a single cake.

“I’m back… Are you home?”

The bloody candles were made from an unknown material. They smelled amazing. Gao Ming reached for them, but due to the unevenness of the table, the candles rolled away from him as if they were avoiding him.

To stop the candles from falling to the ground, Gao Ming stood up and grabbed the red candle furthest away from him. As his fist tightened, the candle became redder. The smell of meat spread. Gao Ming slowly narrowed his eyes. He placed the candle on the cake.

In the nine-story Soul Temple, the God of Flesh and Blood was covered in the Blood City tattoo. His eight arms controlled the red buildings. The giant formed by Yong Gods was the furthest from Gao Ming. Their alliance was the weakness. Since the situation had turned, they planned to flee. The giant was disassembled. The Yong Gods ran towards different directions.

The God of Flesh and Blood reached out with the red buildings. They trapped the Yong Gods in a dungeon. He didn’t need to kill the other party. He only needed to drag them into Gao Ming’s heart and the torture room. The power of faith allowed the bloodred city to be reborn in Dream Break Town. The tattoo united with the God of Flesh and Blood, exploding in immense strength. His howls shook the heavenly gate and shattered the night sky. His other arms went after the other divine ghosts.

All of them, including the faded Soul Temple and the heavily injured black snake, were shoved into the torture room with the aid of many ghosts and Zhang Mingli!

In the sea of memory, Gao Ming sat by the table alone and slowly placed the candles on the cake. He switched off all the lights. He went into the kitchen to find the lighter and lit up the eighteen candles.

The God of Flesh and Blood kept expanding until he crushed the ghostly flames at Dream Break Town. The eternal night descended. The blood on his body surged towards the torture room. The silent furnace of flesh groaned. The soul fire burned greatly!

Gao Ming closed his palms and shut his eyes before the birthday cake.

Inside the furnace, the divine ghosts cried as they were being forged! The travesty caused Zhang Mingli to turn away. He said nothing and sighed.

“I remember this place. I remember everything.” Gao Ming uttered slowly. The words sounded unwilling to come out of his lips. “I’ve been back here many times, but my wish is the same every time.”

Gao Ming didn’t reveal his wish this time. The God of Flesh and Blood feasted on the divine ghosts in the Soul Temple.

The candles slowly burned out. The materials in the furnace were fully consumed.

Gao Ming could feel pairs of hands landing on his shoulders. He turned back to be greeted by his fathers and mothers. They had been waiting for him to return. They never left.

“Mom, dad… I’m home.” Gao Ming waved at his parents.

The God of Flesh and Blood returned to normal. After digesting everyone from Dream Break Town, he lowered his head to examine the unconscious Gao Ming. The eight arms tore apart his body. The God of Flesh and Blood pulled out a well-preserved death portrait from deep inside his flesh. The picture was old. The content was weird. Gao Ming sat at the dining table eating a cake. He was surrounded by his many parents.

The cake, the furniture and the parents were black and white. Only Gao Ming had colours. The God of Flesh and Blood extended the death portrait towards Gao Ming’s hand.

In the sea of memory, Gao Ming opened his arms to hug his parents. In the Soul temple, he accepted the picture from the God of Flesh and Blood.

All the memories completed the cycle at that moment. All the past returned. Gao Ming lay before God. He opened his eyes and saw himself gripping the picture. He read the message behind the picture was that both a warning and a reminder.

“Reappearance of the Rainy Night Murderer! Third murder in our city’s Old City!”

“The police have zeroed in on the suspect! The public is advised not to panic. Keep your doors and windows locked. Do not go out at night…”

The cowardice and fear in his eyes disappeared. His desire for purity and greatness broke into pieces. Gao Ming placed the death portrait on his beating heart.

“I… have remembered everything.”

He tore through the seal and released the nightmare. It pierced through the torture room and Dream Break Town. Gao Ming and the God of Flesh and Blood had a metamorphosis after regaining their memory and consuming all the ghosts, respectively.

The investigation centre delineated the ghosts in Han Hai into different levels based on their danger rating. They were supernatural events, ghosts, big ghosts, big ghosts with their nightmares and finally, the Dream Ghost.

The God of Flesh and Blood was one step away from becoming a Dream Ghost. This time, after narrowly escaping death, the reunited man and ghost finally reached the threshold. They ate the resources supplied by Immortal Pharma and took over a heavenly gate.

Gao Ming used his dead selves to provide faith to the God of Flesh and Blood. His death became individual steps on the staircase. At that moment, he held the divine figure of the God of Flesh and Blood and took the final step.