Last hundred days
That disaster only lasted a hundred days.
The world is turned upside down, all life is in ruins, and humanity dances with monsters.
I picked up one strange life after another in the darkness.
Who I am?
What am I fighting for?
Is what I'm protecting reality or a never-ending illusion?
On the hundredth day, the world heals and spring blossoms.
Everyone was saved.
Only I will remain in that doomsday that will never end.
They waited until spring.
I died before the new year.
Intention: Think about reality and analyze the character's inner monologue