A Guide to Sealing Time and Space

[Past, present, future, I won't let go of a single one]

[Want a reading? You won't realize until the end that you can't change any of these three cards]

[You keep walking the same road until you can let these things go. Wen Ming]

[The past changes the present, and the present decides the future. It turns out letting go of everything I want is so easy.]

[Bai Ye, Bai Ye. My only achievement is that I haven't been eaten yet.]

[I only want you to keep going.]

[Can we take our relationship to the next level, colleague?]

[I'd like to be your guide, the 24-hour kind.]

[Its only purpose is to bring things to an end.]

When Wen Ming reached the end of this game, he finally understood that the game itself had been teaching him how to lose his past.

He wrote the final chapter of his past. Who would paint the canvas of his future? Someone told him the answer.

Literary version

The Pope counts the moaning shadows of clocks upon the wall,

Wishing the cruel daylight would sink into eternal night.

The artist watches as violets lose their hope,

While the bubbles of sweet dreams scatter over the snow;

The knight sees the towering trees stripped of every leaf,

Their last glimmer of light soon gasping away;

The angel binds up life, strand by strand,

And lays even the absurd tomorrow upon the bier.

So I cannot help but ponder the shadow of time:

One day, you too will join time's heap of ruins.

Since beauty and bloom have both abandoned us,

We watch others grow while we ourselves wither.

Nothing can resist time's poisonous hand;

Only oblivion can keep you from being taken away.

(Adapted from Shakespeare's sonnets)

Simple and blunt version

Madman x madman, evenly matched.

Theme: Please go easy on me, this is just the author's comfort food