When Ji Zhaoye was twenty-six years old, he came across a manuscript he wrote when he was seventeen.
After his parents passed away in a car accident, he locked himself in his room and wrote down the abyss game one stroke at a time - food was scarce, the safe zone was shrinking, there was no savior, only endless fighting and elimination among players. After he finished writing, he stuffed the notebook into the bottom of the box and never opened it again.
The moment his fingertips touched the page, he was dragged into the hell he had written with his own hands. Dungeon rules, elimination conditions, safe zone shrinkage—every word.
What made his breathing even more stagnant was the sight of a twenty-year-old man squatting in the corner. Almond eyes, shallow pupils, full of wildness, and a defensive posture towards everyone. His name is Kael - he is his real-life lover who is about to get engaged.
But Kael in this timeline doesn't know him yet.
One copy after another. Teammates are dying, trust is crumbling, and the secrets at the bottom of the abyss are being torn apart layer by layer. Ji Zhaoye discovered that there was some kind of weird bug in the operation of the world, as if the entire Abyss Building was born based on someone's consciousness.
It wasn't until the last copy that he saw the origin of the abyss.
Seventeen-year-old Ji Zhaoye sat there, raised his head, and said to him: "You finally found me."
"This game," the boy said, "is my suicide note to the world."
The world is vast now, let's go home.
Intention: Love is an abyss and a place to return.