(As a new author, the previous content may be a bit toxic, but the later content will be better)
When the blood moon dyed the sky red, Wang Sanqian woke up from the blood pool. The brand on his left arm burned like a living thing. The star sand pocket watch on his chest was resonating with the blood moon. He is the only bearer of the Double Brand. On the one hand, he is hunted by the Crimson Sect, who regard him as a vessel for the Crimson King; on the other hand, he is wanted by the Foundation and listed as the highest threat.
Seven hundred years ago, the home star civilization was crushed by the Narrative Devourer, and now this monster is crawling towards the earth along the dimensional cracks. The pocket watch star map points to three fragments, which must be collected to activate the dimensional cage - and the fragments are hidden in the obsession of the subway ghost, in the undersea ruins guarded by the deep divers, and in the secret embedded in the father's skeleton.
The god-killing weapon Abel's chain saw split the fog, 053's light wings repaired the cracks, and Lin Xia's prosthetic eyes reflected the truth... When the Devourer's body revealed its fangs, Wang Sanqian spread out three pairs of wings: the star-sand left wing reflected the afterglow of the mother star, the blood-striped right wing burned with crimson fire, and the light wings contained all the humanity that had not yet cooled down.
It turns out that gatekeepers are never loners. Those forgotten obsessions, betrayed contracts, and guarded ordinary things will eventually intertwine into a network in the star orbit. Before the blood moon set in the west, he held his pocket watch and chuckled: "The Devourer wants to eat stories? First ask everyone on this planet who remembers the stars."
And on this battlefield, a being from a higher dimension quietly arrived——
