[Slow Heat] [Unlimited Streaming] [Strange Stories about Rules]
Under the bloody sky, humans and weirdness maintain a fragile symbiosis.
The two sides firmly believe that each other is the only mortal enemy, but they fail to realize that every deflection of fate - the survival of the dead, the dislocation of the established trajectory, the inexplicable failure of the rules - all originate from an invisible hand in the dark.
When the red moon falls, young perceivers, confused hunters, questioning scholars and ancient narrators gradually piece together the truth
Their entire world turned out to be a cruel experiment carefully calibrated by "gears".
Should we continue to play the puppet role, or risk upsetting this sick balance? The real enemy never stands in the open.
(This is my first time writing, please bear with me)
