The moment I stepped into Changxin Tower, I became the only living person.
The rules are killing rounds, companions are actors, and even the rescuers are fake.
I used my left eye to see through the illusion, and used my reason to force my way into the dead end, but the deeper I went, the more frightened I became.
This is not a strange copy, it is my memory cage; this is not an accident, it is a fateful cycle.
The 200th restart, I will end everything.
