I woke up from a mass grave
I sat slumped in the ruins of the Taiyuan Arsenal, clutching an unfinished artillery shell in my hand.
Three days ago, I just traveled through time to this body from the 2024 exhibition hall. At this moment, a cold line of words in the history book - "In 1938, the Taiyuan Arsenal was bombed" - is blowing in the face with the biting cold wind and the breath of death.
