On the edge of the rift in the endless dream, Lan Qian uses blood as a boat to swim in the intertwined ocean of reality and illusion. Every time he opened his eyes, it was a violent awakening - the city in his dream collapsed, and bones and steel merged under the cold light. He is neither a hero nor a villain, but a hunter chosen by nightmares: In order to find his lost self and tear apart the fog that surrounds his soul, Lan Qian fights against fictional gods with his fists and feet, and cuts off the shackles of reality with his sharp blade. In the dream, death is art, fear is fuel, and every conflict blooms picturesquely with cruel beauty. The story jumps between dreams and waking, and Lan Qian's motivations are like broken lenses - he longs to rescue the forgotten souls in the dream, and even more eager to reshape the truth about himself. Violence and beauty are intertwined, reality and fantasy go hand in hand. This is an adventure about self-salvation and world destruction. Only by facing the darkest nightmare can we touch the blazing light.
