The downtrodden cultist seeks the place where the world will die. I bumped into a humble wanderer on an unknown street, but he looked noble. The cultist chuckled, he was angry that the wanderer looked down on him.
They happened to be going to Tiancheng, a place where they had died long ago and which was also the place closest to the place of death. The believers only passed by there, but the wanderers went there to bury themselves...
Intention: predestined relationship