Jingle, jingle, jingle.
There were sounds in the ruins, and I got up to find out who was banging.
The broken body, the chest was penetrated by a sharp sword.
The dilapidated building buries my former self.
Now that we have been reborn, all our past names have been forgotten.
Memories have been erased, we are already enemies
"The gender of the protagonist is unknown
Some of the protagonist's memories are false
Abuse is real
Maybe we will travel to the zombie world
Maybe there will be other intruders
In fact, only the extras are the truth