Apocalyptic story, one male and one female lead, no harem, no saintly heroine
Choose your apocalypse:
"Aaaah, that's terrifying!" The things humanity fears, the forms its deepest terrors take.
"Up top, the virus and zombies; down below, abnormal little girls; up front, gods descending to duke it out; and behind us, cultivation and Western fantasy. I gotta say, this reader's hook is pretty slick, huh?"
"Why is the demon god's head so pointy? Then let me ask you, let me ask you: are you a Forgetting Daoist or Cthulhu?"
"Not the kind of sky I like. Skip straight to Battle Through the Heavens."
"You're a real workhorse. Why are you so fired up today?" "You bet, Sugar. I drove the Unity right in."
Physiology and pathology must have a link