There are always people who pursue perfection and perfection, and the ideal utopia. When this pursuit turns into obsession, the utopia becomes a cage that has a beautiful appearance but traps people. Beauty has become a dream. Even the rules that only allow some people to receive fair treatment in real life took thousands of years to get, let alone a world run by only two generations?
Time and time again, I saw my teammates fall down in front of me and were on the verge of death. I cried bitterly, got angry, and refused to accept it... But I was never confused.
Finally, I woke up from the dream. Fortunately, once again facing reality, we no longer view it as a scourge.
Purpose: Don't be a rabble.
