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Thirty years ago, America was a beacon. Now, its light illuminates its own distorted shadow. Frank returned from another world, drove a truck, and set foot on this familiar yet unfamiliar land. He wanted to see with his own eyes the real reason for the decline of the empire. He soon discovered that the real devils were in suits and ties, making rules on Wall Street; the so-called angels were sanctimonious, distributing "grace" on Capitol Hill. They joined forces to draw "killing lines" one after another, labeling extraordinary people who disobeyed discipline as heretics, and treating hundreds of millions of ordinary people as nourishment. Until, they stopped Frank's truck. In the passenger seat, the American girlfriend he had met in this life nervously held his hand. Frank just smiled and glanced contemptuously out of the window. In his eyes, he reflected the monstrous karma fire he brought back from another world, which was enough to kill gods. "Don't be afraid." "This time, it's my turn to draw a killing line for them." -- Elements: [Kill Line] [Road Movie] [Behind the Scenes] [God Killing] [Comprehensive Collection of Supernatural Species]