Ten years into the apocalypse, Hong Yutao has seen too many people reveal their ugliness, and too many friends die before her eyes because she was powerless to save them.
Heartbroken, she lives alone in a city. The gun in her arms is the only thing she trusts, and the only thing that can protect her.
Just as she thinks she'll spend the rest of her life this way, she seems to return to the time before the apocalypse began.
Has she finally gone mad? Has she started imagining what the world was like before the apocalypse just to escape reality?
Wait. This doesn't seem like an illusion. She hasn't gone back in time, either. Has she ended up in another world?
But why is this world facing an apocalypse too? And what is this virtual screen before her?
It seems the future might not be as colorless as she imagined.
Hong Yutao tightens her grip on her gun and reaches out to take the hand in front of her.
"Let's go."
