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He has no name, no past, and no future. But at the same time, I witnessed the past and the future with my own eyes, looked at the sky, and looked at the stars. Hope has been lost and voids fill the earth. Without all living things, without all vitality. (A story about human beings, containing a certain element of romanticism)

When time flies, the good things in the past are gone. When the glory of the past has become a thing of the past, when the order has been broken. When we are young, we are born on a cradle. What we don't know is that the cradle has become a huge barren tomb. Struggle, survive, move forward, and seek knowledge. Facing the collapsing world and the shattered illusions of the heavens, we still carry our bags and search up and down. The road is long and long, but I have no regrets. I also look forward to the broken illusion world. I just say that if a man is determined to die, let him try his hand to mend the cracks in the sky! [No heroine yet] [Semi-original world] [It is currently in its early stages, and the content has not yet touched upon the core]