What is the time? Is it a string of numbers? Or is it just a dream?
Lin Xiao suddenly didn't know. She only knew that she only needed to keep zooming, pressing the shutter, constantly adjusting the light and shadow... And constantly editing and overlapping these multi-layered dreams, dreams within dreams, dreams within dreams within dreams.
Traveling continuously between the worlds of light and darkness, dreams and reality, existence and nothingness...
Use this kind of mechanical power to break the prison of life and live in the source of life and time...
Concept: People are like plants. When they die, rot, and become ashes, another one will grow out of the remains and continue to live.