After that night, Kin Ouren couldn't sleep anymore.
Something had changed in him.
The whispers… that soft girl's voice…
It didn't disappear.
From that night onward, even when Kin stayed wide awake,
even while performing on brightly lit stages in front of screaming fans—
he heard them.
The same whispering female voice…
and now, other whispers joined it.
Unknown voices. Faint. Hissing. Calling him.
It began to affect Kin's daily life horribly.
Though his fans and followers continued to stand by him,
his world was slowly crumbling.
His producers, however, were not so forgiving.
They began to avoid offering him new projects.
They thought he was behaving strangely… unpredictably.
Sometimes, Kin would be seen talking to someone who wasn't there.
Whispering. As if someone was sitting beside him.
His staff began to fear him.
They spoke in hushed voices, unsure whether Kin was sick… or cursed.
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Meanwhile, Shen Seizan had quietly started his own investigation.
Through a police co-worker, Shen finally found it—
the location of ZEMURA Village.
One evening, Shen arrived at Kin Ouren's apartment,
carrying his laptop.
> "I found it," Shen said,
"Zemura is real."
He opened the screen and showed Kin the village.
Zemura was now an abandoned shadow of what it once was.
Only about 50 people lived there today —
and they rarely spoke to outsiders.
The roads were unpaved. The air… heavy.
Shen pointed to a satellite map.
> "There's an army camp located about 3 to 5 miles from Zemura," he explained.
"The village itself is quiet now… but no one really goes there."
Locals avoided it. Always had.
Even some YouTubers had attempted to explore the place —
but those videos always ended in fear.
According to what they captured…
rituals — strange black magic ceremonies — were still being held deep within Zemura.
And that…
was where everything had started.
To Be Continued...