[No System] [No Female Lead] [Not Mindless] [Semi-Satisfying] [Apocalypse]
The world has fallen into night.
For six months, more and more people have died in their sleep.
No wounds. No illness. No discernible cause.
Only when a handful of survivors returned with the same memory did humanity finally confirm the truth: whenever night fell, certain places were dragged into a shared dream.
There, doors vanished, roads rearranged themselves, and people's identities were rewritten. If you violated some rule that no one yet understood, you would not be injured, nor would you leave a body behind.
You would simply be erased completely.
Yang Yifeng was just an ordinary person caught in a security lockdown gone wrong.
Until he discovered that these so-called "rules" were never meant to kill anyone.
Those dreams seemed to be repeatedly trying to understand this world.
Restore, complete, distinguish, preserve...
And whenever humanity produced an outcome the dreams had never anticipated, one of them disappeared forever.
At first, Yang Yifeng only wanted to wake up alive.
Later, he found himself entering the dreams more and more often.
Dreams that should have ended also began leaving traces around him.
And then...
The dreams began to remember him.
While everyone tried to figure out what the night tide really was, no one noticed a far more terrifying question:
If these nightmares were merely the confused thoughts of some consciousness before it awakened...
Then when it finally opened its eyes,
what would it consider humanity to be?
