As civilization collapses, humanity must choose to become steel or turn into beasts, and his blade will eventually strike the person he loves most.
Earth has become a hunting ground for abyssal behemoths. Survivors huddle behind the walls of Ark City, forced to choose between two paths of ultimate evolution:
🔥 Flesh-and-blood symbiosis: fuse with abyssal beast genes and gain feral strength, but live under the constant threat of being consumed by your own animal instincts. She is a hunter marked with dark golden scales, embarking on a blood-soaked path to save her loved ones.
⚙️ Mechanical ascension: replace flesh with steel and embrace absolute reason, but gradually lose the warmth of humanity. He is a war machine codenamed Anvil-7, freezing his heart to end the chaos.
Vows from the past become the sharpest blades, piercing the boundary between steel and flesh. The lovers who once depended on each other now belong to enemy factions. And how often will this happen again in Ark City?
When a vast tide of beasts tears through the Ark Fortress once more,
when the insignia on their uniforms grows ever brighter and heavier,
when mechanical eyes catch sight of the bloodstained red cord around a lover's wrist
This is a tragic epic of survival and betrayal:
> Steel fortresses tremble beneath the beasts' roars, while warriors of flesh bare their fangs in the shadows.
> He stares at the sharpened tip of his blade; she wipes the venom from her bone dagger.
> If every reunion is destined to end with one of you killing the other, who will strike first and make it goodbye forever?
> He preserves the warmth of her touch in his mechanical heart; she fulfills love's murderous vow in a beast's body. On the battlefield of the apocalypse, there is no redemption, only an unyielding oath etched in rusted bone!
