The mysterious person, the forgotten thing, the stake in life, is a disaster that is difficult to escape, or an irreversible betrayal.
"My life is not my own."
"This kind of person is born to die."
"I see hope in your eyes."
"His death is your mission to survive. Your death is the opportunity for his death."
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The human race, a mysterious species that was wiped out thousands of years ago... Can find clues to its existence. What is in front of us now is not a choice, but an irreversible life and death.
——Gu Mengjiao
You can feel the world collapsing, heading toward destruction.
——Yi Xicheng
Not everyone can survive. Do you understand this pain?
——Wen Chengtian
Is this your attitude towards your aunt? My dear nephew.
——Xia Xuexuan
What is the meaning of existence? After all, someone asked this question.
——Pei Lan
ashes.
——Feng Xiaosan
Cannon fodder.
——Feng Xiaosi
"The world is holding me back..."