When I was dying, I saw the orange cat Aju that I had raised for three years. Its claws pricked the corner of my clothes, and my blood was still on the spikes. It was mutating, but its eyes were full of reluctance.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no hospital disinfectant, only poison ivy hanging from the ancient tree, and a poisonous spiny rat rushing towards him. Only then did I understand: I died, but with my obsession with my pet, I was reborn into a wilderness where strange beasts were rampant.
Following their footsteps, stepping onto the top of the wilderness step by step, and meeting them at the top, God has given me another chance~ Let's break through this wilderness together...
