Grave Robbing**********

An absurd but extremely reasonable idea took shape in her heart: The world she lives in, It's the world of Tomb Raiders. And she, It's the legendary one who only exists in stories and murals—— Queen Mother of the West. Not a coincidence. Not similar. It's the same person. Multidimensional universe? Folding of time and space? Dimensional projection? With her knowledge, she could list more than a dozen hypotheses in an instant. But she doesn't need proof. She only needs to confirm one thing: Those tombs, I can make them appear and I can make them disappear. Those people, I can make them come in, and I can make them never get out. A secret, cold bad taste quietly grows in my heart...