This is a story born out of a game. The protagonist of every story is he, she, it, or...
The golden hourglass keeps turning.
The door to the room kept opening and closing.
Transparent threads are everywhere.
Who is behind everything?
Listen, chaos and disorder laugh wildly;
See, truth is hidden in the cracks, falsehood walks on the road.
Absurd, weird, frightening, bizarre.
Hee hee, welcome to the collection of strange and weird stories.
I am the narrator--Jiu
Concept: When countless fragments come together, stories will emerge