No CP, ensemble cast, feel-good power fantasy
“This world really is completely deranged.” That was all Jiang Lou Bai could say.
A world in disarray, knowledge blurred beyond recognition, a city where night never ends. Secrets in the blood begin to stir, and those lurking in the shadows finally reveal themselves. Where exactly is the line between humans and monsters? How can a single thought turn someone good or evil?
“January 18, 1893, New Calendar. Clear skies.
I met a strange person on my way to visit family, and then...”
“And then what?” Xuan Changming turned and walked out of the bar. “Your diary is so predictable. Mine’s better.”
“My dear human, did you lose this golden memory, this silver memory, or this gray memory?”
“I know this one. It’s definitely the gray memory. Xuan Changming, that joke of yours is ancient.” said an unnamed gentleman.
“Maybe. After all, none of those are the answer.”
There are worlds above this world, and mysteries beneath every memory. Spiritual power gives humanity strength, but it also brings desire. Those who try to escape fate end up like sleepy bugs cocooned in its threads.
“I mean you, miss, and you too!”
“But aren’t you the same?”
Amid all the chaos, you seek a single sliver of truth. Amid the dazzling splendor, you lose yourself in that pocket of warmth. How pitiful, how tragic. After all these years of going round and round, you’ve only made it back to where you started.
