Separated by a door, people outside are trying to squeeze in, and people inside are desperately trying to get out.
"There is glory and wealth inside, endless power and money. As long as you enter, you will be blessed that can never be exchanged in a lifetime"... Therefore, the red wall is the entrance to the greed cave.
So "they said there was no need to starve or freeze inside, so I came in." Therefore, I died.
I thought it was a time-travel plot, or the protagonist of a book traveling through time? Reincarnation? But is it a dream? Or an illusion? The escape is real, the blood is real, the mass graves, the tide of bloody corpses, the injustice of leaving people... In the end, gold is piled up to make people drunk, and the kings and nobles whitewash Haiyan and Heqing...
I am a witness? Protagonist? Participant?... It seems, none of them. How should I tell all this unreasonableness, weirdness? History?...
This place is more like a gambler's world. Within the red wall, if you win the bet, you will truly get the wealth and gold you dream of outside. If you lose, your gambling money will become more terrifying than the devastated world outside the wall.
A red wall isolates millions of people from ending, being ended, and becoming the ending.
Intention: None