Everything around him was filled with frightening darkness, so thick that he couldn't even see himself.
This seems to be a world without feelings. Hearing, touch, vision, smell, and taste all seem to no longer exist. Sometimes I wonder if I even exist.
Maddeningly confused, maddeningly lonely.
This annoying feeling lasted for a long time, so long that I thought I would die in the next second, it finally ended.
The darkness disappeared so mysteriously, leaving no trace behind.
The air was filled with the strong smell of blood, and the rotting corpses piled around exuded a disgusting stench, but there was a wonderful feeling in my heart.
At least, I am "alive" again, right?
"Welcome back, Jiu Ming." The voice was gentle with a hint of longing.
Jiu Ming...? This seems... To be my name.
Pushing the body away, I saw the owner of the voice - a handsome young man in a white shirt.
It feels very familiar, but also seems strange.
Those dark golden eyes were like a ray of sunshine in the darkness, with a touch of warmth belonging to light and a touch of aloofness belonging to darkness.
This feeling flashed through my mind countless times, but at this time, I could never remember who he was.