My Name Is Destiny

In the rusty apocalypse, "naming" is power, and "true name" is shackles. Jhin woke up from the ruins, his memory was blank, only the brand on his wrist and the burning of his true name in his throat. He is the "silent scourge" pursued by the Order, the "living specimen" coveted by the Reconstruction Society, and the only variable in this silent world. As he embarked on the road to pursue himself, he gradually discovered: Amnesia is not an accident, his real name is not a gift, and the truth of the end of the world has long been connected to his blood... This is the ultimate question about "who am I"? It is also an epic that reshapes the world between naming and silence. My name is destiny, and my words are laws.