Doomsday Game: I Am the Emperor of Sequence!

Three years ago, The world is sick, Mountains of rotting flesh stand tall in major cities. On top of the mountain of meat, a bloodshot vertical pupil grew, pulling people into bizarre copies. That year, I came clean. Tell them that the world has changed, but everyone thinks I'm crazy. Three years later, when copies of weird stories arrived one after another, they finally woke up and tried to accept my words. Unfortunately, I'm crazy...