Not salvation, not healing.
Dreams are both illusion and reality, and emotions are both real and illusory.
She fell asleep late at night in the modern world, and he died before dawn on the ancient battlefield.
Two people who would never have crossed paths collided in a dream.
She thought he was just an NPC in her dream, cold, stupid, and not worth caring about.
He thought she was just a stranger who strayed into the battlefield, fragile, dangerous, and shouldn't be left behind.
But he looked back at her in the mountain of corpses and sea of blood,
She heard him tell the truth for the first time on the rooftop.
They are two "abnormal people" who, in their own dark nights, use each other's light to recognize themselves.
Concept: Does perspective represent the truth?