In troubled times, you choose to protect yourself wisely or to hold the world in your hands. In the ever-changing arena, success or failure can only be judged by future generations. Some people have their own choices, and some people's lives are already destined to be righteous, heroic, calculating, weighing, or controlling all changes to become the ultimate winner. There are no winners in my story. Their blood is also our blood, and their tears are also our tears.
Concept: Everything you see has editing, luck, and changes around you. The same is true for your own experience. When you finally lose your breath, can you still shout that my fate is up to me?