I traveled through time, and here there is both the roar of steampunk and the weird and unpredictable sequence of potions.
I once thought that the top of the sequence was to become an omnipotent god.
Until I saw those so-called gods revealing their crazy and twisted true faces in the gray mist.
I also thought that the Kowloon Coffin Pulling was just a legend.
Until that bronze coffin, engraved with ancient characters, lay across the starry sky, whispering to me: Don't become a god, but become an immortal.
This is a terrifying journey about "cognition". The more you know, the closer you are to reality and the closer you are to death.
I am Su Ming, an ordinary person who tries to become an immortal before the end of the world.
