A fire burned everything.
Houses, living people, criminal experiments in the slums, and the box that seals Rimbaud's past memories.
At the last moment of his life, he finally remembered the past twenty years. The fire in his mind was intertwined with all the memories. He finally felt the "heat", but only for a moment before he closed his eyes forever.
…
"Am I not dead?"
Rimbaud was confused when he opened his eyes and found himself buried.
He dug his own grave and blew up his own monument to show his inner desire for life, bid farewell to the past and welcome the future.
"Who the f*ck did this!!!"
As soon as he arrived at the place, he found that the grave he had built for Lan Tang had been dug up and the monument he had erected had been blown up. Zhongyuan Zhong was also angry.
The gravity user at the port activated his superpower and exploded the ground beneath his feet to show his deep hatred for the grave diggers and his determination to dig deep into the ground to find people and cut them into pieces.
Until one day, the two met.
Rimbaud: Help, how to escape now.
Chuuya: Save, what should I do if a dead person stands in front of me?
Intention: The journey to the ceiling of force
