All Thoughts Reduced to Ashes

On June 1, 201x, a virus of some kind swept across the world, turning people into demons in an instant. People ate one another simply to survive. When survival was at stake, human nature seemed so insignificant.

I don't know whether Mencius's theory that human nature is good or Xunzi's theory that it is evil is right, and I have no grounds to judge. But when everyone is fighting for their life, no one has the right to blame human nature or compassion, whether they are inborn or acquired, for fading away or lying dormant.

The only thing to blame is

that the apocalypse has come, and everything can be swept away on the wind.

All hope turns to ashes.

Liu Jiting

The poor uncle's kind nature can hardly survive in this apocalypse. Will the light within him grow ever dimmer as darkness consumes him, or is it like a star shrouded in dust, its true nature shining brighter than before once it is washed clean?

And I will also show you just how terrifying the seven deadly sins of humanity can be...

Even at the end of the world, you must stay by my side.

Gu Zeshen

A gentle, slightly scatterbrained doctor uncle versus a poker-faced, all-around, wickedly clever schemer.

Well, anyway, all the medical stuff is made up... It won't stand up to scrutiny by professionals... There's competition, too, and I made that up as well... It won't stand up to scrutiny by professionals either... In short!! I made it all up... I really, really like uncle bottoms, and I really, really like zombie stories, but nobody was writing them, so I had to write one myself...