In the year 986 of the New Calendar, a corpse opened its eyes.
God said this was the beginning of disaster.
The silver-haired young man lives in a small rental house, with pictures of rotting wounds piled up in front of him. Scarlet seeps through the bandages on the young man's wrists. The hum of the meat grinder next door and the woman's howl of collapse downstairs mixed with the neon lights jumping on the young man's thin and pale cheeks. He raised his dark, seemingly endless eyes and murmured softly:
"Can you die free?"
Purpose: Looking for light in despair