When everything around you begins to fade, when your memory begins to fade, when you can no longer piece together the original appearance of the earth, then congratulations, you have entered the fading era called the "color famine" of the universe.
Now that you are separated from all existence, standing in the vast universe, can you still be called a human being?
And as the colors are pulled away one by one, a dangerous gift awakens, and your imagination begins to rewrite reality. Such an ability is called CCR. Some people regard it as a curse, while others regard it as fire. However, it is undeniable that the strong color of the old world still remains in the consciousness of these people. This is the resonater.
But did we lose only color and memory in this disaster? What can the minuscule power of the resonater change? What do we mean by boundaries?
Maybe we have long forgotten how to have a clean dream.
Concept: In short, this is a story about existence
