All Chapters of Apocalypse Temple: I Rebuilt the Underworld with Incense: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

The Morgue Queen put on my mother's face perfectly.That was worse than the imperfect ones.The tilt of her chin.The tired softness around her eyes.The small scar near her mouth from a kitchen accident she used to laugh about."Chen," she said.I raised the seal before the word could enter me."Stolen."Gold fire snapped across her cheek.The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The cold incense smoke pressed against every window while wet footsteps marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Hospital Gate felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.The face blistered but did not fall."Your mother built the path," the Morgue Queen said. "She put the system inside your bones. She made you hear commands and call them fate."[A

I hated the choice.That did not make it unreal.The dead names filled the morgue like rain against a roof.My father was dying under my hands.The Morgue Queen waited for me to become small.Just a son.Just a frightened boy.Just someone who would trade everyone for one beloved face.The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The blue altar fire pressed against every window while a court tablet striking wood marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Hospital Gate felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.I looked at Lu Jianming.His eyes were black again, but one tear froze at the corner."Citizen Lu Jianming," I said.His fingers twitched."Your testimony is required."The black gate-line shuddered

Losing a shadow did not feel like losing darkness.It felt like losing weight.Like the world had stopped believing I fully belonged on its surface.My feet stayed on the tile, but the tile felt optional.The gate hand seized my shadow.Cold entered me through places I did not have names for.I heard the system scream.Not beep.Not warn.The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The ash-light pressed against every window while a dead radio marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Hospital Gate felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.Scream.[Unauthorized sacrifice detected.][Living body entering half-yin state.][Administrator override requested.][No administrator response.]The black line inside my father tore free.L

I tried to follow.My body refused.Half-yin meant the living world had less claim on me, but pain had apparently kept full custody.Zhao Feng caught my arm."Boss, let her move.""She is walking into a chest full of knives.""Yes," he said. "Like you just did."Fair.The next trouble came through the side door, where bad news usually entered. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The freeway dust pressed against every window while paper wings marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Hospital Gate felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.I hated fair.Ava stopped before the Morgue Queen.The monster bent down until their faces were inches apart."Little hinge," it crooned. "Little foreign bride. You don't even know which world owns you."Ava's hand shook.Then it steadi

The world froze.Not metaphorically.The morgue lights stopped flickering.Zhao Feng froze mid-swing.Ava's red thread hung motionless in the air.Even my father's breath paused in his throat.Only I remained moving.Barely.The next trouble arrived with dirt under its nails. In Saint Agnes and the morgue, symbols had weight. It stained sleeves, cracked floors, moved through crowds, and made ordinary people choose sides before they understood the question. The black rain pressed against every window while a temple bell marked the next turn of the case. Nothing about the Hospital Gate felt clean. It felt like another emergency arriving before the last one had been wiped off the stones.My shadowless feet sank half an inch into the floor.[Administrator space opened.][Illegal succession route detected.][User: Lu Chen.][Status: alive, shadowless, unauthorized.]The gold system text turned white.Then red.[Warning from administrator Lu Mei.]My mother's voice filled the morgue.The im