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When the supernatural dominates reality, who is not a bug struggling to survive? When human beings become the cornerstone of the extraordinary, who will care about the cry of a baby; In a wasteland where false hopes and real desires intertwine, is traveling here a punishment or a gift? After seeing the gods, no human will raise their proud head, but there will always be people who silently say: This shouldn't be the case. "All I want is a real hope"

The future that the gods are competing for does not exist in reality. The songs of hometown cannot call back the strangers. The insects that are carried forward are never free of their own will. This is just the suffering story of an exile.