My name is Lin Shen, an ordinary public institution employee.
That day I jumped out of the window and fled home, got into the crappy SUV I bought, and then——
The world has been replaced.
The gray sky, the endless wasteland, and the rotten "people" wandering.
This is called the mezzanine, a crack in a forgotten dimension.
There is no god here, just a wound that has lived for eons.
It was driven mad by loneliness, so it created wights, sentinels, and the thing codenamed "Monarch."
And I, a newcomer who had never even touched a gun, lay down on the ridge and aimed a sniper rifle between its eyebrows.
One thousand two hundred meters, one point seven seconds.
If you get hit, you may not be able to go home.
If you miss, everyone will die.
But I didn't shoot.
Because I saw the same thing as me in its eyes——
The desire to be remembered.
