The History of the Decline and Fall of Giant Creatures

He lived a boring life every day, eating mixed vegetables and gruel, sometimes with a steamed bun or a fried dough stick. He had constant nightmares at night, but he never woke up. When he got up in the morning, his bedding felt like it had been soaked in water. He told his bedside nurse about this, and his chief doctor [bedside doctor] also learned about the situation, which was defined as a normal reaction to taking medicine. When he went to sleep tonight, he began to dream again. When he dreamed about this, he woke up and his whole body was extremely clear. He couldn't help but pick his fingertips, and platinum-gold flames jumped and burned on his fingertips. With a flick of his finger, platinum-gold flames began to burn from the inpatient ward. Everything changed. He seemed to see this broken world, everything was so deformed, the cracked earth, the flags in the sky, twelve strange beasts running, dragging the coffin. The mysterious being in the coffin with a sharp-mouthed crocodile chin and a sarcoma forehead opened his groggy eyes, and just glanced here, the giant burning in the flames of endless starlight could not help but tremble. Qianye did not look at the chin of the crocodile, but at the mental hospital itself. It turned out to be an island palace, surrounded by the boundless ocean, and was watched by several terrifying eyes.