“Ho. I don't think anything special would show up if you take photos of me……aaaaaaaah!”

He couldn't help but be completely shocked after seeing the photo Zhen Cai Yuan handed him.

It was because there was something shocking visible in the photo.

“What is that?!”

What he saw was himself as a mutilated corpse.

That was right.
He was a corpse. It was the terrible sight that only homicide detectives would usually see.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again, only to find his face on the body again.

He looked a bit older, but that was the only difference.

Yang Chen’s hands were shaking before he glared at Zhen Cai Yuan.

“What the hell is this?! What kind of photo is this?!”

He was trying to act calm but his voice was shaking.

There weren’t many people in the world who would be fine after seeing their own corpse.

Zhen Cai Yuan started to laugh.

"What else, this is your fate.”
“?!”

Other photos started to come out of the polaroid camera as well.

“The Monarch of Fate let me borrow it. He said he uses this artifact to visualize the future for his clients.”

He normally only told them the contents of his dream, but he would sometimes take a photo of the future for them with this as well.

Why?

The ‘Future...