Furnace of Flesh and Blood

>When the mutated fish monster tore through the city pipes, and when the purple-eyed zombies crawled out of the corpse swamp, I held tightly to those two bloodthirsty magic weapons. They saved my life, but they also brought a curse. > >Fleeing into the safe zone, I thought I could take a breather. The universal digestion furnace that was distributed began to devour my remaining resources; the old friends I reunited with their mouths torn to the base of their ears, showing a mechanical coldness, refused to extend a helping hand. > >Where is the shelter? This is a carefully designed melting pot of flesh and blood! Nano-silver mist eroded the body, and former comrades became hunters. Deep in the elevator shaft, countless eyes peered in the darkness. > >Holding the sharp blade of backlash and trapped in the devouring trap, I must dissolve completely before I can either become the next prey, or ignite this abyss and burn all the lies!