[Half a Containment Facility] [No Angst]
He was just an ordinary student who occasionally wrote stories, until he found himself in a strange world.
Here, every person's eyes have different powers. They call them “Spectral Seeds.”
The world has fallen to ruin, but atop the scorched earth stands a deathless region. It inherited the broken containment facility and was reborn from its ruins. They call it the Land of the Beginning and the End.
Beginning and ending. Dawn and dusk.
Painting the dust and fireworks, sailing toward the distant horizon.
Why did you come here?
Why is there... confusion in your eyes?
What is that?
Nine is the ultimate. Ten is upheaval.
You are the variable.
Then who... is the answer?
God, Heaven, Earth, Man, Realm, Ghost, Madness, Emptiness, Other...
What... are you all, really?
And why do the Sequences exist?
With civilization collapsing and rising anew, with boundaries and worlds, where does the right answer lie?
Or perhaps... in whose hands?
It's very good. The content is relatively coherent, so we can understand it, and the story is coherent. I like this book very much. I hope it can be published faster. But I also understand the author. His other book is also very good 👍👍👍👍
Self-evaluation [note]