The White Bone Demon (Bai Gu Jing)

Born from bones buried in forgotten graves, I wear humanity like silk… until it tears. I’ve charmed Tang Sanzang seven times, each time reduced to ash by that monkey. Do they never learn? Purity is a weakness. I’ve studied every face—weeping daughter, lonely widow, lost child. Their hope makes the killing sweet. My failures? A string of insults. But resentment is my marrow. One day, monk or none, I’ll swallow the world’s last light. Until then… watch me lie beautifully.