In fifteenth-century Eastern Europe, death took three forms:
Stake, plague, and love.
She fell into the era of tyrants with a scalpel,
Give penicillin and drugs to a man who runs a country based on fear.
He built the country with blood, and she rewrote war with knowledge.
They fell in love amid smoke and plague,
Testing each other in the gap between civilization and barbarism.
When she discovers that she is creating a more efficient tool for killing,
Only then did she understand——
Real piercing is not a wooden stake piercing the body,
Rather, the future pierces the past.
Intent: Civilization and barbarism are never truly opposed, they are just different forms of power.
When the future arrives early, who will bear the consequences?