A plot? There really isn't much, because the story here is broken into pieces. All I can do is slowly recount it by myself.
You ask about the people around me? They left during that battle long ago. I should be the only one still alive. Whew, well, this is a story. None of us are the protagonists, because this reality isn't a place where a protagonist could possibly stay.
They went straight for the boss, and I don't know what happened along the way. I only learned at the very end that this story was actually all for the ordinary people here, and I was the last line of defense protecting them. But there aren't many people left alive now.
All right, that's all. I'm just a storyteller: Mister, Lie Ming, Cang Yue, Xue Tian, Xia Yongling, Zhu Zizai, Zhao RIkang, Yan Xin, Zui Jiu, Liu Lang, Yue, Ling, Shi, Seventh Young Lady, Ling Yun, Cang Yang, Feng Xiaye, Feng Yeting, Lu Xiaotian, Lin Feng, Xu Liang, Haitian Yun, Ying Qin, Luo Yu, Peng Tian…
Looking at the small patch of gravestones before me (kneeling on one knee), I'm just a storyteller. I'm sorry, everyone. I failed to live up to your hopes and efforts…
