At some point, an endless black fog began to shroud this world. The shadow of fear in people's hearts obscured the light of hope.
Perhaps it was a clash among the gods, or a game played by fools. There was no way to verify the truth.
Beneath the dim candlelight, a cigarette was lit. Its wavering flame illuminated Li Feng's pale face.
"I was born missing something. I don't know whether the world you see is different from the one I see."
A voice sounded from the depths of the unknown.
"Do you want to understand the meaning of life? Do you want to truly live?"
He slowly exhaled a wisp of smoke, and the light gradually faded from his eyes.
"Actually, I only want to know what the world looks like to you."
As he hovered on the brink of death, a voice as emotionless as a machine rang out.
"Nightmare Space, binding successful."
This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.
