Chapter 1
Ayaka woke up from his coma. His brain was still dizzy when he found himself in an unfamiliar environment.
There was an eerie aura emanating from the surroundings, and the sound of a leather whip beating was audible in his ears from time to time.
"What happened? Did I run into a human trafficker?" Ayaka was startled, then quietly looked around extensively.
What caught his eyes was a long line of spirits that couldn't be seen at a glance. It turned out that was all ghosts!
These ghosts were floating about three feet above the ground, moving slowly forward.
There were also some ghosts holding whips and steel forks on the side for management.
Those ghosts were ugly, fierce, and vicious. If they found any slow walkers or souls who jumped the queue, they would use the whip to hit them fiercely.
"Such a crowd. Everyone, please behave. When you see the judge, you will be reincarnated!" A ghost officer shouted fiercely, pointing at a soul who was a little bit slower with a whip, which instantly made the souls silent.
Ayaka looked at all this in disbelief. If he was one of the souls, was he already dead?