[Infinite Loop, Instances, Games]
The calm sky suddenly darkened. Looking up, people saw the image of Earth reflected in the sky, as if... the world were looking into a gigantic mirror.
At that very moment, a string of numbers appeared on everyone's wrist.
"48:59:59? What does that mean?"
Bai Yan stared at the numbers ticking down on his wrist, then looked at his friend beside him.
"Doesn't it... look like a countdown to you?"
As the world underwent a sudden upheaval, people did whatever it took to survive, desperately fighting to stay alive in instances created by the inverted world, all in the hope of adding a little more time to the numbers on their wrists.
One game after another, one instance after another.
Maybe death is the only release.
"Can staying alive... really bring all this to an end?"
