Later people only regarded "Eternal City" as a curse word - a curse for those who want to die or live.
They didn't know that this city really existed.
There really is such a city, standing on the gray-red Jedi. In order to suppress something that should not exist, every Jiazi has to use his life to feed the seal, like feeding a beast that can never be fed. It's not that people in the city don't want to leave—it's just that they can't leave. When the city is here, there will be peace in the world; when the city is broken, there will be no life left in the world.
A city cursed by the blood moon, fifteen people written to death by fate.
Some people can't die, and some can't live; some people hold on to the most expensive promises, and some people hold on to the empty accounts.
The blood moon is coming. Everyone in the city thought they could survive until tomorrow.
——Until that night, they discovered that they had already lost on someone else's chessboard.
I am the only person alive in this city.
To be precise, I was one of the only people in this city who didn't die. On that night of the blood moon, there were a total of 13,412 people in the city. I remember how each of them died - I remember it for more than four hundred years and I can't forget it.
Who do you want to hear?
I want to hear how the person who wanted to die survived? How did the man who was trying to survive die?
——All is OK. Let's start with the people who want to die.
