When I woke up, the world fell into a doomsday game composed of strange rules.
[Rule 1: Don't look directly at the red moon.
[Rule 2: The black cat in the convenience store can talk, but don't believe it.
[Rule 3: Your shadow sometimes betrays you.
Death follows, and one wrong judgment is eternity.
My name is Chen Mo, the end of the world. Others struggle to survive under the rules, but I can see the loopholes and costs of the rules.
When everyone was afraid of the rules, I started... To master the rules.
Because I know that the end point of this game is not survival, but becoming a god.
