The door links countless small worlds. The "devils" in the world have rules. The rules limit them and also limit us. We may have the strength to kill him, but most of them also pay a greater price. No one knows where the door came from, nor when it will leave, nor how long we can last in this game. We have already paid too much, and lost too much. God, please have mercy on the world, and please point us to the right path. A closed road, and we know that on this road there will be blood and tears, losses and possessions, but this is our only, only road and future. This is the war of everyone in this world. We have another name, called "Old Things", which means salvation and old things are stories of the past. Some people say that I am crazy, that my story is too false, that this period does not exist in history, look, the new era is like this, who else remembers us except me?
Purpose: Reunion even in death