In that bizarre world, something peeked through the gaps in the darkness.
In the sky of silence, it quietly sprinkles with rain. At night, the cool moon plays the whisper of the wind, and along with the excited water droplets, the pattering of light shines through the clouds.
The Huai of gods, evil spirits and the like.
In this world, there is eternity that does not exist, lost lovers, chaotic words, shush, and a strange smile passing through the wind.
Welcome to my world, fellow players. In the country of the dead, don't forget the way.
Purpose: Inspirational, allowing readers to feel the author's deep love for them