Burning Wasteland Under the Stars

[All People] + [Multiple Personalities] + [Non-Traditional Restraint] + [Time Travel] + [Non-Traditional Western Fantasy] "Life will find a way." I fell into a dream full of fatigue and woke up to a new world. Inexplicably arriving in a new world, burning colors, withering and decaying death, disintegrating life, shattering thoughts, in such an environment, Even death itself is not immune, The gunshot fired, and the violet bullets shot towards the unknown and twisted existence, and the burning colors trailed out with bright flame tails. Rocks on the road, trees? Or human? Where is the door opened by the silver key? Is the time travel of all people an opportunity? Or a disaster?