C45 Immersion of Source Spirit into Reincarnation

"I" was invited into the room by the man. The door suddenly slammed shut, and when "I" rushed over again, the man had already locked the door from the outside. "Kacha!" The lock seemed to have locked on to the heart of "I".

As night fell, the red light flickered.

The room was so red that "I" was tired of it. He held the broken corner of his teacup in his hand and held it tightly