Kyle woke up in the ruins full of aberrations, his mind was blank, and there was only a number "0" carved into the bone on his left wrist.
This is the Era of Ashes swallowed by the abyss. The sun is obscured by the Egg of the Void. Humanity lives in eternal night. The whispers of the Old Ones gnaw at their sanity. The nobles step on the mud and are used as fodder by the abyss.
No one knows that this amnesiac man is the only observer in the world, holding the ultimate authority of the Nine Sequences.
In a sequence where others have to risk their lives and sacrifice their souls to be promoted, as long as he wakes up, he can split into clones corresponding to his ultimate form.
The Archon who obeys his words, the Iron Fist who can break mountains with one punch, the ever-changing Thousand Faces, the stargazer who can break stars with one shot...
But the price of this heaven-defying ability is his own existence.
Every time he uses the clone, a section of his memory will disappear, and the cracks in his wrists will deepen, until he is completely annihilated in the world, leaving not even a trace behind.
On one side is the Church of the Abyss, which is pressing closer and closer, the incarnation of the past that controls everything, and the doomsday that is about to come;
On the other hand, every time he takes action, he is accelerating his own demise.
Kyle looked at the thousands of scavengers struggling in the mud behind him, looked at the girl who sang against the abyss, and finally clenched the dagger in her hand.
"Is the abyss going to swallow this world?"
"I first asked about the Nine Sequences in my hand whether I would answer or not."
Crusoe Elements Novel