When the controller is disciplined, he builds an invisible cage for the unreachable light and buries the bone-corroding delusions deep in the abyss of time under precise control.
The trapped person, Ye Mian, struggled in the thorns called shelter. He stayed awake every night, measuring the suffocating distance and burning the fire of escape.
A carefully arranged escape, every step is within the opponent's precise calculation. When freedom becomes the phantom of extravagant hope, the obsession above the tower and the soul below the abyss collide fiercely in the furnace of time.
Should we indulge in the shackles of symbiosis, or burn out our obsession with each other at the end of the eternal night?
The answer is hidden deep in every unanswerable gaze and the suffering of sleepless nights.
Core: Shackles of Control × Escape from Predicament × Furnace of Time × Sleepless Dark Traces
Intention: Study hard