The apocalypse has arrived, and survival and death are tangled together.
To protect humanity, the Holy Sanctuary Alliance established a human refuge, making this its guiding principle.
To survive, Lafulabra forged itself from steel, for all fear comes from insufficient firepower.
To break the deadlock, Ni Yun turned to medicine, hoping to rise above the world.
For revenge, they dance through the apocalypse, longing to return to the beginning of it all...
Peril lurks at every turn, monsters run rampant, and the virus keeps spreading...
Yet all signs suggest this is no natural disaster, but a catastrophe of human making. It is all an amplification of that tragedy. In a corner no one noticed, she was reborn in the flames, while he forgot everything within them.
Countless threads converge in this moment, forming the final tower on humanity’s path to the future.
At the very end, someone’s voice sounds softly:
“...I’m here, waiting for you to come home.”
Apocalyptic Waltz (I): The Beginning. Witness it for yourself.
The more I write, the better I get. Keep up the good work, author.