"So, everything is destined. Isn't what I pursue nothing more than a mirror in the mirror?"
In the silver-white space, the young man is holding a book in his hand and his face is pale.
He cast his gaze into the distance, his eyes filled with unwillingness and madness.
"You..."
A cold mechanical sound sounded, but there was no sound.
"I really can't kill him?"
"If the Child of Destiny dies, the world will cease to exist."
"Okay," the young man pursed his lips.
He walked deeper into the space, so what if he couldn't kill? Anyway, he is already crazy and no one can get over it.
No matter who it is, no one can escape from this whirlpool of fate.
Concept: The brilliance of cannon fodder