The young man holds the sword and controls the long night, and the seven gates are opened and his fate is reversed
The chirping of cicadas in June was wrapped in the sultry heat that could not be resolved. In the examination room, with the rustling of the pen tip across the paper, the world was melting before Xing Yuan's eyes.
The snow-white walls turned into charred ruins, the neat desks and chairs were shattered into pieces of wood everywhere, the god in white held the light sword to anchor the world, and the man in black robe was wrapped in black mist and fled on the verge of death.
He was the only witness to this divine battle across the sea of stars.
He is the most ordinary high school student. He was pushed into a corner by campus bullies, dragged into the quagmire by a broken family, and overwhelmed by the notification of his mother's critical illness. He once thought about jumping in the wind on the rooftop.
Until that cold hand pulled him back from the edge of the abyss.
Chikara, the god of dreams, gave him the [Seven Doors], gave him the power to change his life, and also dragged him into the never-ending dispute between light and darkness.
Behind the seven doors is the power of God left over from ancient times, the Yege Legion in charge of nightmares, and the infinite possibilities of countless parallel times and spaces.
Outside the door is the mother he wants to protect, the malice he wants to liquidate, and the disaster that is about to sweep the entire world.
Atero's golden light pursues endlessly, Chikara's black mist is both real and fake, and the boundary between reality and dreams is increasingly broken.
He raised his head from the mud and held his weapon in the long night.
From then on, he came to cut off the evil in the world; he came to collect the night in the world.
