My Conceptual Weapon Arsenal

Three years ago, the 'Gate' opened for the first time, and Shen Mo's parents vanished into black mist as if they had never existed. Three years later, the Gate opened again at the convenience store where Shen Mo worked. Afraid of the dark, he awakened the world's only sequence [Causality] in the darkness—he could see the causal lines connecting all things: golden lines linking fate, red lines entangling hatred, and black lines leading to death. See weaknesses, predict actions, kill without injury. Make enemies 'never exist.' Transfer damage, frame others for death. Turn back time to undo regrets. Write 'enemy must lose,' and causality becomes reality. But every use of his ability comes at a cost—white hair, insomnia, mental contamination, loss of senses. The more causal lines he severs, the more the memories of those severed flood into his mind, whispering in his ears and replaying before his eyes.