When the familiar sky is torn apart, a strange hell descends
The peaceful real world is pierced by incomprehensible horrors - twisted dimensional rifts are quietly growing everywhere. The laws of physics have collapsed, weird alien geometries are spreading in the city, and the unprecedented "epidemic mutants" of corpses derived from rotting flesh are raging on the streets, spreading death and distortion like a virus. Human civilization is crumbling in the screams of despair
Chen Mo, once immersed in the illusory battlefield of "Warframe", has now become the most vulnerable prey of this real nightmare and its most unexpected "product"
A core rift exploded, dragging him to the edge of the abyss. What followed was soul-rending drastic changes and maddening hallucinations - his body began to respond, long for, and even try to control the "void" fragments that flowed out of the cracks and contained destructive energy! They were like living armor with life, squirming, reorganizing and disintegrating among his bones and blood. Every attempt brought heart-breaking pain.
What was even more frightening was the sound - a staccato, noisy "Lotus" sound.
It whispered in his mind, issuing confusing and contradictory instructions: avoid the fatal "light" and find the mysterious "beacon index" scattered among the ruins and dangers.
Is this voice the final salvation at the end of the world, or is it the sweet poison that leads them to deeper destruction?
In the cemeteries of flesh and steel of a collapsing world
Chen Mo met the "Tiannuo Prototype" who also suffered the mutation - other "awakened people" who were struggling to survive.
They have different abilities and different wills, and they form alliances and suspicions in chaos.
