The 555,586Th Sunrise

After the 585,295th sunset in human history, my ancestors never waited for the golden sun to rise on the eastern horizon on the top of Otis Mountain. After that day. Black fog blocks people's vision, water and air pollution, plants wither, and the number of animals has experienced an unprecedented sharp decline. Until I was born, my people were still suffering from hunger every second. Until that day I discovered the secret of the king. I was wanted and escaped from the dungeon. I carried my sword and walked towards the east. I will wake up the sun.