A hundred years ago, a disaster star shining with red light fell into the blue star
A hundred years later, human stars are shining brightly and rising
The disaster star fell, causing animals to mutate one after another. Flies as big as human heads, rats wielding sharp knives, tigers that can tear apart trucks with one claw, cats that utter human words to lure you into traps... Animals stand at the top of the food chain again overnight.
Cities were captured one after another. Not only the glorious culture of mankind was lost in a hundred years, but also the veil called civilization.
Humanity is the last weapon and its own minion.
Dawn, hope, dawn, future, light, is the last hope of mankind
Between reality and illusion, butterflies fly quietly
See the people you want to see, think about the people you want to see.
