Eternal Night Falls, and the Foolish Play Begins

——Do you think it's me who's crazy? No, it's the whole world that's crazy. My name is Li Zhichu. No, I killed Li Zhichu. Wait—whose hands are the trembling hands holding the knife now? On the day when eternal night swallowed up the sun, mankind went crazy on the stage. Some people grow a third festering eye, some stew their loved ones into a soup of cognitive pollution, and I... He became the only audience at his funeral. Now, something that calls itself a "drama" is setting up a stage in my mind. It rewarded me with seventy-two human skin masks and gave me the thread to control my memory, but when I was about to touch the truth, it tore off all the curtains: "Mr. Xiao Ning, guess what this eternal night will be like -" "Is it the end of the world, or is it a ridiculous comedy that we are performing together?" Warning: When scarlet soaks your pupils, remember to say three times to the mirror—— "I am not a pawn in the play, nor Li Zhichu's shadow. I..." (Shh, I can't say the third sentence, it's listening)