A crimson moon slowly rose, staining the sky a vivid shade of blood. Along with the torrential, viscous rain, it proclaimed that it had returned.
Zombies, skeletons, ghosts... Countless monsters crawled out of their graves as dark tides and calamities swept across the land.
The day Cthulhu descended upon the world, no one knew whether they would live to see tomorrow.
The protagonist, Lu Ming, was just an obscure, luckless high school senior. He skipped class, played games, and lived freely, day after day.
But one day, this damned world was actually going to be destroyed?
"You will part from millions of people and sit alone atop a throne built of marble." A boy who looked just like him said this.
Hey... Don't pin your hopes of saving the world on a loser like me... Aren't all of you more like the protagonist? Lu Ming thought despairingly.
He raised his heavy legs, wanting to flee.
But everywhere he looked was ruin. Blood stained the whole earth, and his former comrades had become corpses and bones. He raised a hand to his cheek and felt something warm: blood.
"Lu Ming... It's all right now." Someone gently patted his head.
That self-proclaimed god looked down at him from on high and laughed with contempt, as if all his resistance had been futile, as if everyone's sacrifice had been nothing but a hopeless struggle by a swarm of ants.
"You bastard..." He lifted his head, his eyes blood red.
Daylight was fading, and the long night had come.
Wait. Once that leaden, lifeless silence has passed, we will greet the dawn at last.
Did the author not write the previous one?