Aurora of the Northern Moon

The transparent body gradually became real. The toy rabbit, which had sat silently on the bench, began its final announcement: The highest authority has been transferred to you. There are three days left until the predicted time you wake up. I watched as the toy rabbit before me gradually disappeared again. My wrist burned, and a long barcode tattoo shimmered faintly. Despite the typhoon, not a single raindrop entered the house with its doors wide open. Only a gentle breeze brushed my face.

Go see the last sky before the end of the world.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any resemblance is purely coincidental. Do not imitate.