Song Wuyan's childhood was gloomy. His parents had a car accident and he became an orphan. Even his best friend disappeared, although others did not remember this friend.
Everyone said that he was the reincarnation of a disaster star, and staying with him would only lead to misfortune. Even Song Wuyan himself thought so. Anyway, he had long since stopped caring about disaster stars, and even thought it was quite appropriate.
He originally thought that his life would go on in such a hazy way, looking all the way to the end, until he was nineteen years old, when he was playing a game and was bound to the infinite system. The system said this -
"It detects that you have a strong desire and triggers the conditions for starting the game. As an infinite system, all your wishes can be realized, and all your demands will be fulfilled here."
He really... Really wanted to realize this wish and thought about it all the time, so he entered the game and the gears of destiny began to turn.
The perfect yet dangerous prophet is born.
The roar of wolves spreads, and midnight is approaching.
Depressed broken branches, withered roses.
Fragmented memories, dangerous prophecies.
Judge of the night, lord of the long night.
It is the only variable, an uncontrollable factor.
"I want you, I want... Everything."
He does not seek love extravagantly, but the path forward is paved with thorns.
The night is long and foggy, can we wait for the light of dawn?
Song Wuyan stepped into the quagmire, and the truth slowly emerged.
What kind of monstrous conspiracy is hidden in a huge feast woven with blood?
[Dear players, welcome to the werewolf game.
Rule? Unknown. Enemy? Unknown. Information? Least.
Am I also a guilty person who fell into a trap?
Song Wuyan didn't know, but he believed that the sun would rise as usual, and the end of the night must be the dawn.
[Your identity: Prophet.
[Please protect your identity.
Everyone is behind bars, and no one can escape unscathed.
Even though it is covered with thorns, it still faces the sun.
"Have you ever had a dream that you forgot when you woke up?"
"But I remember them all."
"I often dream about someone."
It was in the groggy night that I dreamed that he was walking alone through the traffic, the evening wind, and the crowd, with his back submerged in the light and shadow of the neon lights.
He woke up from his dream and looked ahead blankly
"Did I... Forget a very important person?"
May we, in this cruel game, be burdened with thorns but still have a bright mind.
Intention: Being in danger, but still looking towards the bright future