Under the scorched earth of the battlefield, he woke up among the bones, with no memory or past, only a skeleton body covered with gunpowder smoke. The flames of war in modern times have not yet dissipated, and urban ruins and wilderness battlefields are intertwined as the background of his existence. Human fear, rejection and covetousness were the first trials he encountered; and the questioning of "why does it exist" and "what is the meaning" are the eternal shackles carved into the bones. He wandered in turbulent times, from the ruins of the battlefield on the Western Front to the dark alleys of Eastern cities, witnessing the cruelty of war, the complexity of human nature, and the fragility of civilization. Without the guidance of a mission or the constraints of fate, he struggled in the everything-devouring nothingness, touching the real temperature with his dry bones, and staring at the essence of existence with his empty eye sockets. Will you follow the trend and become chaotic dust, or will you carve a unique mark for yourself in a meaningless world? This immortal skeleton will walk a lonely path of existence and choice in the grand picture of modern times.
