They thought they were walking into a temple.
It was later discovered that it was a still functioning structure.
Here, sacrifice is not the end;
Death is only part of the screening.
God does not answer prayers, only records results;
People are not judged, only tested to see if they are "suitable".
When the maze begins to remember the footsteps of those who come,
When the road corrects its own mistakes,
When the body is viewed as a vessel, a path and a material——
Survival itself becomes a kind of resistance.
This is not a story about heroes;
It's about mortals realizing for the first time:
God is not a will, but a design.
Update by chance
Intention: God only calculates the path, but love makes people deviate.