[Reality is dying, and lies are the last analgesic]
Three years ago, Xie Tian's sister disappeared out of thin air at the Fourth People's Hospital, and only a piece of snowflake noise was captured on the surveillance camera. When the abandoned hospital reappeared on a rainy night, he received an invitation written in his sister's handwriting: "Brother, kill the man wearing the bronze pendant, and you will see the truth."
The bloody moonlight penetrated the mirror array in the morgue, and the moment Xie Tian's bullet penetrated Fu Xuanyi's chest, the system prompted a message that shattered the consciousness: "Warning! The death of S-level player Fu Xuanyi will trigger a reset of the world line." The man who was supposed to be dead used a Tang knife to open his collar, revealing the same number tattoo between his collarbones - this was the 27th time they were hunters of each other.
In this memory-eating horror game, the AI doctor in a white coat wrote a prophecy in the medical record: "When the cognitive pollution exceeds 100%, you will always become the nourishment of the copy." Xie Tian held his sister's scalpel and discovered that all those who cleared the game had lost a certain memory before entering the game, including the string of binary spells on the back of Fu Xuanyi's neck that were homologous to the system.
When the sky in the real world began to seep out of mirror material, the two old enemies finally stood back to back. They stepped on 99 of their own corpses, and in front of them was the blood-red database boiling at the core of the system - sleeping there were the tampered lives of all players.
Intent: What we fight is not monsters, but destiny scripts carefully choreographed by the system