When your hands are covered with blood, who cares what the world will become.
In troubled times, destiny is in whose hands.
When she was qualified to live in this troubled world, she was pushed to another hell by fate.
A strange world, strange everything, she thought she could put down the killing blade in her hand.
But don't think, this is just the beginning, troubled times? Or the end of the world?
She dropped the dagger in her hand, and the torn black blade was thrown from her hand.
No matter it is troubled times or the end of the world, she must survive!