God is dead.
Not falling into the epic, but quietly, completely silent in His own palace. The "order" that supported the operation of the world collapsed, the rules rotted, shadows seeped from the cracks, and the ancient creations awakened in desecration. Churches were reduced to cemeteries, hymns reduced to lamentations.
I, a low-level church servant who didn't even deserve a name, was hit in the left eye by a dying light in the chaos of the end. After the severe pain, there was only a beating, cold countdown left in the field of vision:
[There are still 71:59:47 hours left until His funeral]
This is not a blessing, but a will that God casually stamped into the eyes of an ant before he died. I was forced to be the only insider, forced witness, and carrier of this "funeral".
In order to escape from the shadows and monsters that devoured everything, and to find out what the end of this countdown really meant, the survivors—Eve, a tough remnant warrior, and Logan, a pious but on the verge of collapse—were forced to go deep into the forbidden abyss called the "Sea of Sleep" beneath the collapsed temple.
We passed through the creeping beasts of the sinking well, fought against the polluted water veins, and struggled for a chance of survival under the indifferent scrutiny of the ancient "gravekeepers." Finally, at the core of Shenyun, we witnessed the death and dissipation of the huge silver structure.
The funeral is completed, and the world does not end, but slides into deeper chaos with no rules.
But among the ashes of the gods, there was actually a faint "fire" left - it was the last "possibility" remnant of the old era. It selects
