When the broken history awakens from the dust, dungeons that sealed the past are opened one after another.
Every trial is a burned-out fragment of time, and every puzzle buries the truth that the times have never told.
Some people plunder the past in the dungeon and use the remains of the old era to further their ambitions;
Some people watch with cold eyes, weighing the pros and cons and calculating the gains and losses in countless reincarnations;
Some people move around in the cracks, seeking a chance of survival in the game between all parties.
And he stepped into the game from a place full of ashes.
I don't want to rewrite the entire history, I don't want to win or lose in the chess game, I just want to keep the character that should not be annihilated and protect the human sparks that are about to burn out in the dangerous reincarnations.
The years are burning into embers, and the road ahead is filled with mist.
In the infinite reciprocating rift of time and space——
There is no predetermined ending, only those who refuse to extinguish it.
Intention: There is no predetermined ending, only those who refuse to extinguish it.
