(Traditional city, no superpowers, no golden fingers, the plot changes the protagonist's personality)
Between black and white, there is a layer of gray, a hazy light gray, which represents the most complex part of human nature. There is no absolute good or absolute evil. This is gray.
I am a loser, and fate seems to be playing tricks on me, eating away at me bit by bit and pushing me into the abyss step by step.
The hand of fate firmly trapped me in the abyss. I wanted to escape, but I couldn't move.
Until I was in complete despair, a glimmer of light appeared. I clung to the black and white world and performed a "redemption" drama with fate.
Thank you very much, I benefited a lot
There are just too many typos! !