We fear the invisible because we cannot see it, and we fear the invisible because we cannot see it.
How can a young man with incomplete memory stick to his own path in this seemingly chaotic world?
Is it to be spurned, to be protected, or to be destroyed!
Waiting for the decision, the sword in his hand was swung down.
PS: The monitor's novel can't be so normal!
This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.
