Dusk marks the boundary, dividing yin and yang into two. When the flesh and blood of evil gods gush forth from the cracks in the earth, and masses of flesh as vast as mountain ranges appear everywhere— Some people tremble in fear, some bow in worship, some burn incense and offer sacrifices. Yet others take a taste and exclaim, "Hey, this tastes pretty good?" Thus, that flesh and blood transform into crops. People greedily harvest and fight over them; they consult ghosts, seek guidance from spirits, and pay homage to their ancestors. Huma is reborn from the depths of fear. He consumes the "Tai Sui" (a mythical immortal creature), tends to his fire altar, endures untold hardships, and struggles for survival against the evil spirits that infest the land. Then... ...Wait, what? I’m the evil spirit?