The dark red aurora tears apart the sky, and the "aliens" that feed on human flesh and blood descend quietly. The lights of human civilization flicker on the scorched earth like candles in the wind.
As a hybrid between a foreign race and a human, Li Ming watched the tearful crowd at the memorial ceremony. She didn't understand the meaning of crying, but in a dream of a sea of scarlet flowers, she thought she had finally touched the glimmer of "humanity" - little did she know that it was the cage carefully woven for her by the abyss.
"What secret is hidden behind those eyes..."
The answer lies on the other side where the scarlet moon cannot shine.
The mysterious girl's red hair is like the burning sunset, the snow-colored lace dress she is wrapped in, and the kaleidoscope in her hand flows through broken time and space. The olive green vertical pupils penetrated the void and the reality, and the blue blood vessels looked like ice-cracked porcelain under the pale skin.
That ghostly singing voice: "Kris, think of it quickly..."
In the tragic song of doomsday, she bets her life, borrows fire from the abyss, and rushes towards the nirvana of life.
The mysterious girl sang solo in the dead silence, and the sea of scarlet flowers bloomed under her feet: "Let me put on the crown of thorns for you with my own hands, my Chris."
Dusk and dawn are always two sides of the same eternal dusk.
In the scorched earth of the doomsday, they took the world as their plate and their souls as their children, betting on an endless symbiosis.
Concept: Above the abyss, human nature is immortal: Even in the apocalypse where reason is the first rule of survival, human beings' love, hate, struggle and individual questioning of "self" in desperate situations are still the light from "human nature" that pierces the eternal scarlet night.