Shen Ye has a different left eye. I can't say there's anything wrong. My vision is normal, and there's no problem with color. I've been to the hospital three times since I was a child, and each time the results were "no abnormalities." But he himself knew that there was always a slight deviation between the world seen with his right eye and the world seen with his left eye. It's like there's something between them, and it's like there's nothing between them. He couldn't explain it, and later he stopped explaining it at all. He kept this secret for twenty-four years and no one knew.
Until early that morning, a black crack the size of a human appeared in his darkroom and swallowed him inside.
When I woke up, the sky was dark red. Five strangers lay beside him. Everyone was swallowed up by the rift while they were alone, and then dropped into the ruins. No one knew where this place was, and no one told them how to get back.
But Shen Ye soon discovered something. His left eye, which had been different since childhood, finally began to show real differences in this place. He could see the blood seeping out from the walls, the outlines invisible to others in the darkness, and the rules imprinted on those terrifying beings. This information is an advantage - if you can see the rules, you know how to avoid danger; if you can see what is hidden in the dark, you know where not to go. In this place where death can happen at any time, this information is the bargaining chip for survival.
But Shen Ye didn't say a word.
Because he wanted to understand one thing: the "things" in this place are making the rules. What would they do if they knew he could see the rules? Will the rules be changed? Will he be given priority? Still
