The day the black rain fell, civilization was shattered.
Raindrops as thick as asphalt carry unknown terror, turning the city into a hunting ground. Zombies are no longer shambling living corpses, but ghostly predators with wires crawling under their skin. But the real terror is far from the roar in the streets - in the center of the city, a three-hundred-meter bronze giant sword breaks out of the ground, surrounded by twelve rays of light. It is like a judgment sent by an ancient god, forcibly extracting earth veins and metal, and carving the coordinates of death for the city.
Forgetting is his strongest weapon and also his deepest curse.
The girl's name is his only reason to fight against the doomsday.
