My heart doesn't bother to beat in this shitty world.
Shen Liting was extremely bored and decided to commit suicide. Just at the moment when he was about to come into contact with the infinite darkness, he traveled through the world... But it was very strange. Everything seemed to be shrouded in black mist. After death, he traveled through time and time again. The truth was right in front of him, but... It was hard to reach.
1V1 master and slave, different styles, quick to wear, capable of abuse... Named waste_(:з∠)_
(Digging a pit for addiction, but too lazy to fill it) Enter with caution, any similarity is purely coincidental (the background is the scene in the author's dream)
There are nineteen levels of hell, and only one level of heaven. I try my best to reach up, but I don't know that the world is upside down.
Purpose: commemorate the dreams of the past