The apocalypse descended. Zombies ran rampant, and order collapsed. It was a night of revelry for demons and a day of mourning for angels.
In this world plunged back into chaos, only the strong, with their power, strength, and wisdom, could rule and enjoy themselves. The weak had nothing and were at the mercy of others.
The weak wailed, while the ambitious celebrated. The world had returned to the law of the jungle, and everyone's fate changed beyond recognition.
For humanity, this was both the best of times and the worst of times.
Atop a skyscraper, Yi Changsheng quietly watched the world sink into chaos and darkness.
Destruction and panic filled the air.
The changes sweeping through the world seemed insignificant to him.
“This is what freedom feels like.” Yi Changsheng held Luo Xiaomeng close, a faint smile on his handsome, refined face.
“Mm.” Luo Xiaomeng gazed at Yi Changsheng's gentle, jade-like face, completely entranced.
Lying in Yi Changsheng's arms, Luo Xiaomeng felt utterly safe.
“You belong to me alone,” Yi Changsheng said gently, but with unmistakable certainty. He stared straight at Luo Xiaomeng, as if she were his whole world.
Yi Changsheng was an orphan. By nature withdrawn and unable to fit in with the world, he had shut himself away in his own. Fortunately, his father's friend ran a psychiatric hospital and, worried Yi Changsheng would be lonely, sent him there.
There, Yi Changsheng finally felt at ease and made many good friends.
Growing up in a psychiatric hospital, Yi Changsheng met a girl online who was just as lonely as he was.
Luo Xiaomeng had stumbled into Yi Changsheng's world without meaning to.
The two hearts grew ever closer.
