The blood of a twenty-year-old girl can allegedly be used to make vermicelli soup, claiming to prolong life and enhance masculine vitality. After my mother's death, my father brought me back to the old mansion. There lived my father's first wife and my half-sister, along with the factory where my father produces duck blood vermicelli soup. He owns the biggest duck blood factory in the area. However, my half-sister said that once I turn twenty, I would be made into human blood vermicelli soup, thereby contributing to our father's illustrious life. I refuse to be consumed, I am desperate to know why anyone would do such horrifying acts, so I chose to expose them, to give them a taste of their own medicine. Everyone loves duck blood vermicelli soup, but is it all really made from duck's blood?

FIRST DAY

“I feel so cold. I don’t think I can still last for long. I’m sensing my limbs grow numb bit by bit till I’m no longer able to move them. On second thought, it’s not such a big deal. I feel so tired. My corpse is so heavy, as if all the worries of the word are hanging from my shoulders and burdening them… or it might be this heavy snowfall that is making this weak body of mine all covered in snow and shivering none stop. All I can do is reassuring myself while thinking- it’ll soon come to an end.” This is the story of an unlucky young lad, played by the hands of fate and abandoned by the heavens, till the day he was taken in by a strange man who told him he had an important mission for him to accomplish. And thus they started traveling through lands and seas without any apparent aim. While on this journey, he managed to learn more about the identity of his mysterious saver, never expecting what great price he would have to finally pay for turning upside down his present doom.