Night Monarch

With one year left to live, you have to save the world to survive? Strange resurgence, doomsday comes, human beings howl in blood and fire. I have no interest in it. I just want to keep my little shabby shop, deep in the alley, quietly cooking a bowl of human fireworks. Until that day, a woman broke in. The countdown begins, and this time, it's the gods' turn to be afraid of humans.