Where Do You Go Every Day When You Leave Arknights?

It will end eventually, parting will eventually happen, let's say goodbye, let's say goodbye again, let's be happy again, there will be no such pain, no such trust. Fight or live, kill or be killed, oppress or be oppressed, God's perspective is all invalid, the whole picture is dark, the history is dark, and the text is dark. The slug of civilization carries a bag of disease. The universe still echoes, and vanity remains vanity. Pisces play, looking at each other. The vast geometric play makes time pass by. Bygones are bygones, all sentient beings are playing havoc. Hey, I can only say that long live the sixth anniversary of Ark Tomorrow, I like it.