Library

The "Rainbow Fall" catastrophe set off huge waves, and heavy fog covered the history of civilization. Warm omnics were buried under the howling wind and snow. Dark clouds separate the dyed and the colorless. Is there a mysterious legend or a despicable thief above the dark clouds? Paintings paint the world with wonderful touches, who can get a share of the overturned palette? Thousands of miles of corpses and thousands of tragic songs, who can escape the whirlpool of the ancient library? In the eternal galaxy, there are endless reincarnations. Who can find the end of loneliness in the long night? In the void, a chessboard depicts the hustle and bustle of the world. Who is the chess piece trapped by it? ...

Under the starry night, a rickety figure was silently sharpening his sword. Suddenly, a torn piece of paper appeared in front of me, and I could vaguely see a name. "You said Lu Xiu, I remember this person, maybe I am the only one who remembers him!" "He has a thousand faces, but only two sides are true. Even these two sides are false and real." "He is a monster! Everyone swears to kill him to prove his truth." "It's a star, always bright." "Ha! He will regret it, he will definitely regret it." "All that is left to others is their back." ... The dew is deep in the night, the torn paper turns into fly ash, the sneaking butterfly wings fly, the sword shines like snow, for a moment, the stars dim, and for a moment it is eternal.