If the children of the Buried Sea are doomed to die, why can't I choose to fly through the sky while I'm still alive?
This is the end of the world, an apocalypse born from the devastation of the [Mirage], an apocalypse with a terrifying and horrifying past.
I died. Or rather, the me from the past died, swallowed by the abyssal maw in the aftermath of a war a hundred years ago.
I lived. Or rather, another me lived, in a family and inside a carefully woven web.
Hello, I'm Gu Tong. I'm from an asylum, a Gu Tong who grew old and then young again, only to fall apart emotionally!
