Warning:
#, my writing style is immature, I am just writing it for fun, I hope it won't be a scam
#There is an original protagonist, and I don't plan to write a cp for the time being, so I will mark it without a cp. If there is a cp later, I will change it.
(If there is CP, it is also an original character, not an original character)
#Update is unstable. If it is not consistent with the original work, it is my private setting. Try not to be OOC.
#Ability is limited. I will correct my shortcomings, but not much.
#The protagonist may have a mental problem, run away if you feel unwell
The following copy:
The cold, lifeless laboratory has bottles and jars with labels lined up along the wall.
In the low and dilapidated wooden house, shocking blood blooms like a mandala
In the dark and damp basement, the faint white light emitted by the computer reflects the layers of books
The vast expanse of snowfield, the swing swaying in the wind under the thin sunlight
A small and cramped shack, with vertical pupils like wild dogs flashing in the dark
Warm port city, salty sea breeze mixed with the smell of gunpowder smoke
....
Along the way, he didn't know whether he was heading for an unknown death or a brilliant and grand future.
Intention: Even if the road ahead is long, you will know the future only if you keep going