[POV group portrait] + [Historical basis] + [Multi-line narrative]
Thousands of years ago, Rome ruled the world.
Thousands of years later, only one city remained.
Like the setting sun hanging in the sky.
History never stops for anyone.
The new master of the East has risen, and wherever the iron cavalry arrives, the territory of the old world changes hands inch by inch.
The city will fall, and everyone will choose their own way.
Constantine XI chose to take off his purple robe and die with Sheji.
Destiny never cares about the honor and disgrace of the world. It buries the emperor and the common people in the same ruins.
On top of the ruins, the fire of civilization is entrusted to the distance.
The empire that has lasted for thousands of years is coming to an end under the spotlight of everyone.
Everything that happened will eventually be remembered for thousands of years...
