Heavenly Mandate Pig Butcher

Breaking a deathbed vow was supposed to save my life—instead, it sealed my fate. When I picked up my ancestral butcher's knife, a thousand-pound pig knelt and prophesied my doom: three years until divine retribution strikes. That same night, every butcher in the village died under mysterious circumstances. Only I survived. Now, with each pig I slaughter, an otherworldly pattern burns into my blade's blood groove, and I'm beginning to understand—this isn't just about breaking vows. Something ancient and terrible has been waiting for someone like me to wield this knife.