It seemed like a dream. There was a moment of joy in the dream, but when I opened my eyes, it was empty.
I understand, so I am willing to sleep in the depths of the bubble.
The city has fallen into a deep sleep, and together with him, whose smile is no longer clear, he sleeps under the red moon in the wasteland.
This is the real ending, and you actually know the truth.
You are the only one with a choice, and this is the remnant of his humanity.
Yes, but I enjoy this fantasy.
Purpose: To reflect the beauty and emotional fragility of human nature in the context of the apocalypse