Ruin

Preface In that never-ending black undercurrent, have you ever heard the sad and desperate cries and shouts of the undead! That tearing roar penetrated the eardrums and roared in our hearts! The place is filled with the stench of rotting corpses. It is the parasitic body of the undead. The darkness sucks out all the happiness, hope, and joy in the body as its nutrients. Then, it grows evil, pain, sadness, despair... Until in the end, all the good sustenance is severely annihilated in the torrent of time... Precipitation. Decay. If one day, you suddenly get lost in the beautiful fantasy world,...