"We are not heroes, we are just undead who refuse to kneel down."
"We tamper with time, and time devours civilization."
'They thought they were saving the future, but they forgot that the future was already broken'
On the alloy walls of the deep-sea base, some unknown slime is slowly seeping, outlining the outlines of long-extinct species on the monitoring screen. In the air circulation system of the training room, the smell of the old-century forest occasionally drifts in, mixed with pine resin and gunpowder smoke that do not exist in this era. This is the Earth in the 26th century. The last fortress of mankind is built in the depths of the nuclear-contaminated ocean. In the deeper abyss, the awakened ancient civilization is reorganizing its own DNA.
The joint forces' quantum computer automatically generates a report every day, recording abnormal data on the folds of space-time. No one acknowledged what these data meant, until one day, the lens of a deep-sea probe captured humanoid creatures in the ruins of the reactor—they had perfect limb proportions, but gill-like organs were neatly arranged on the sides of their necks, and they held sacrificial utensils engraved with the number of a 20th-century nuclear power plant in their hands.
The reminder light "97% of the implementation progress of the Seventh Agreement" flashed silently in the main control room, echoing the whale song coming from the depths of the undersea tunnel with obvious human language characteristics. When the ability test data of young superpowers began to appear impossible mathematical structures, and when colors that did not belong to any known spectrum seeped out of the abyss rift, the truth finally emerged:
In this century-long battle for survival, humans may have never been hunters.
"We are all fatebound to the abyss, where time corrodes even eternity."
Intention: fatebound