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Dreams, ideals, goals, I don't have these things. In the apocalypse, my time is occupied by how to survive. I don't know what life was like before, but as long as I can remember, orcs, zombies, elves, vampires, and a series of other races have been here. The living space for humans seems to be very small, and even sleeping normally is a luxury. One day, there seemed to be another war in the sky, but I couldn't see clearly. I only knew that someone would die during the war. When I actually arrived at the battlefield, I didn't see any corpses. I dug through the ruins without giving up, trying to find something edible. A sparkling red gem lay there quietly...