[Science fiction + dystopia + suspense + no heroine]
Ten thousand feet is just a number.
The monument grew from the depths of the earth, piercing the clouds, the atmosphere, and all human-defined airspace boundaries. No one knows when it was erected, and no one can see the world behind the monument. The top of the monument disappeared into darkness beyond the reach of the naked eye, casting a shadow that covered the entire continent.
But the monument began to cry, the whole sky became sad, and blood began to ooze from the bottom of the monument.
The sticky red gushes out from every texture on the monument's surface at the same time, silently spreading over the carvings, the inscriptions, and the dates and names that have long been unrecognizable. The blood of the monument will not solidify or dry up. It was like a divine punishment from God, flooding the squares, streets, and everyone who tried to block it.
It spread until it reached Liu Jiyu's feet before stopping.
The monument is still crying, blood continues to seep out, and the monument is praying to him.
But Liu Jiyu stopped answering the monument's questions and stepped into the sea of blood.
