"In a lightless land, I am the light." A visitor from another world pushed open the abandoned and collapsed door and descended into a corrupt and deformed world. Her clothes are as plain as snow, and her hair is like the Milky Way, holding a blood-stained ghost scroll, carrying sins that are not hers, wandering in the prosperity of the world. The abyss was built with white bones. Before God arrived, believers heard the voice of compassion, but after He opened his eyes, diseases and storms continued to emerge. "Life is always far apart, but we are dependent on each other." The cherry-haired girl Qian Shang becomes a butterfly. She comes from the illusion of nothingness, carrying hope and sunshine. She is willing to redeem the fallen from hell in the name of light. The hands of the disorderly rotation flowed backwards, following the tracks left by the stars, and they flew together in the dark world with white wings of light. The lives of sentient beings are equivalent to our lives and have a similar name. We are afraid of death, afraid of being strangled, afraid of being spurned. We do not believe in gods, but we believe in light. She is nameless and lonely, searching for freedom in the vast starry sky, not for eternal life, but just waiting for the return of the dead. Destiny falls, if it has been a thousand years. There is still a glimmer of hope in the desperate situation. Can you stick to your heart amidst blood and tears?
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
