(Apocalyptic road story, not holy mother, not brainless, slow to warm up, weak sense of system presence)
Life? It seems as plain as water.
A sudden "car" accident, a game that comes from memory... The tide of corpses surging on the ground, and the sudden plunge into eternal night...
…
"Yes."
Under the green crown of the king, the willow tree sighed softly. "This is my amazing adventure."
