After my death, my soul was made into a ring by my crush.
He has a total of thirteen such collections.
Now, I want to peel off the cold truth beneath his warm skin layer by layer in the maze of strange rules and stories.
Until he remembered my name instead of the number "13."
Lin Yi met a person when he was young.
So stunning. I can't forget it even if I spend half my life.
See you again before death, the man's appearance has not changed. Lin Yi smiled and closed his eyes, thinking that this was complete.
Little did he know that his longing had an echo - the soul fragments were put into the ring and became a souvenir.
When she woke up in the Crystal Maze, she realized that she was only thirteenth.
From the Collection of Arthur Windsor, Thirteenth.
Lin Yi smiled. Smiling and clenching his fists.
Then fight back.
She fought in the maze, became stronger, and just wanted to break the dimension and stand in front of that person again.
Met Jiang Ye on the way.
Jiang Ye said don't go, there is nothing wrong with the maze. His eyes are warm and heartwarming.
Arthur's projection occasionally comes. Sometimes he is a god who controls everything, and sometimes he is as simple as a lost boy. The charm remains the same, and one look at it makes one's heart flutter.
Lin Yi reminded himself: This is the ultimate goal, the person to defeat.
But the three of them always got together. Fighting, adventure, and accidentally becoming teammates.
Time blurs in the crystal maze. Sometimes I feel like it's okay to continue like this.
If you don't want that ring, if you don't want the thirteenth status.
But Lin Yi finally remembered: some encounters are treasures, and some are just collections.
Intention: free and uninhibited
