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The years are passing by. What will it take away and what will it bring? No matter how it walks, life is always being lost. In the face of darkness without light, pride is trampled and self-esteem is buried. Imprisoned, forced to kill, the cold land sings the funeral song of dead love, destroying the life with only a little vitality left, the unchanging pain and torture, which is the hatred accumulated for many years. Hate is always just because you are too insignificant; killing is always just because you are too sad; death is always just because you are too powerless. We live in this world that is not dominated by ourselves. All we are waiting for is a desperate struggle on the line of life and death. Who knows the life and death being performed behind that gate? Hope for the future rises in the wailing land. No one will accompany you to the end on this road.

The moment the hand was raised and dropped, the blood and the remaining thoughts were a battle between life and death. A lonely lamp, a period of waiting, a boy, an expectation. In the world of women, the young boy appears, falls or changes, life is cherished for the first time.

The Realm of Death, the existence of a different world. If you accidentally enter this game, you will encounter accidents continuously within seven days. The purpose is to test the player's love for life. But if you have not left the realm of death for seven days, you will disappear from this world. The only way out is to experience death. Players can be killed by players, or they can die of their own choosing. The night wind stirs up the drowsiness of sleepy people, and stirs up the fatigue in the eyes, which is so heavy that they don't want to open them. Games are spiritual food; games are about playing with the world; games are about transcending reality; games are about making fun of life. When we hit the start button of the game, a virtual war breaks out immediately. In that wonderful world, I am the overlord. I vibrate, jumping from one world to another, I am profound life, I am an endless battle. We swim happily in the virtual world, forgetting that we are in reality, forgetting who we are, and strive to play the role of that world, and strive to make that role shine and become the best in that world. Even though we know that it is false, even though we know that once we leave, we will return to reality, we are obsessed with it without hesitation. If this world had no worries, no sadness, and no lots of free time for us to waste, maybe we would do our own thing well instead of being addicted to games, not looking for illusory happiness, and not trying to integrate into an alternative world. But if this is the case, we will also look for another way to fill the gap in our hearts, because that gap will never be filled by anything. Another day, another night, another beginning. Countless times I can't get back the time I spent beating because of it. Even so, some people never regret it. Today, the elves hiding in the depths of darkness, whose heart are you going to get into, and who do you want to learn to cherish? When you enter the game, have you thought about how you want to die? The game begins.