Time of Hunting

Time was once a fair river. Until it is forcibly solidified, cut, and marked with a price. In this world, everyone has a "ring of time" growing on their wrist - it is no longer a metaphor for life, but a balance accurate to the mark. Growth, learning, breakthroughs, and even survival itself all need to be drawn from it. Some people are born with a bright aura, while others watch the light fade away in poverty. When time becomes a plunderable resource, the world becomes a hunting ground. The ancient temple monopolizes the distribution of time, aristocratic families pass down the privilege of plundering through their blood, the black market trades stolen lives in the shadows, and the legendary religious order that longs to return time to zero whispers prophecies of doomsday in the dark. In the depths of the "Time Tribulation Land" where the laws of time are distorted, solid raindrops never fall, memories grow like vines, and the passing civilization repeats its last lament in the echo of time. This is both a treasure and a tomb. Here, every time you reach out for time, you will leave traces of sin on your soul. Every challenge to the rules may bring the world closer to collapse. When time becomes currency, what will you pay for tomorrow?