The setting sun hung in the sky, dyeing the few clouds around it red. The bond between ten people is like the setting sun, shaky and may fall and shatter to pieces at any time.
The bond among the ten people selected by the game, the relationship that was finally established, was shattered and erased bit by bit.
And it was they themselves who took action.
"I will kill any one of you if necessary."
"Without her existence, this world would have no meaning!"
"I knew this was a trap he designed, but I still fell into it involuntarily."
Betrayal, suspicion, killing.
Friendship, romance, humanity.
The ten people gave different answers respectively and headed for different endings. There was no dawn and no direction. They did not know what was waiting for them ahead. They could only clearly and clearly see that their roads were paved with bloody Manzhushahua. Step by step calculation, step by step suspicion, do they still remember their original intentions? Do you remember the agreement you made that day?
This is a heartbreaking nightmare, but the dream demon is their hearts.
All of this went against the grain, just because of that man's understatement——
"You can only see tomorrow if you kill 9 people except you."
The gears of fate begin to turn...
The game has begun.