Not Crazy? Then What Kind of Immortality Have You Cultivated?

The universe was eaten—literally. The indescribable thing swallows the world into its belly, and the "red tide" erodes the laws of all things. Destiny is twisted and immortality is crazy. Civilization relies on thirteen twisted roads to survive on the edge of the abyss. Here, cultivation does not depend on qualifications, but on madness. Power comes from practicing distortion: weaving lies, completing killings, sacrificing loved ones - and then clinging to sanity on the edge of madness. "Aren't you crazy? Then what kind of immortality have you cultivated?" Freya, a girl who lost her memory in the police station, is 213 centimeters tall, and her eyes are always covered by strange silk. She identified the JK girl Fuluowei as her "mother" and she has been with her like a shadow ever since. She behaves elegantly, yet exudes a chilling sense of inhumanity. In the shadows of the city, monsters breed; in the darkness, believers sing the praises of "Final Digestion"; inside Flowe, a bloody taboo sleeps... When the monster turns into a killing sculpture at her fingertips, When her whispers spark unspeakable frenzy, When the satin oozes dark red blood and tears... A fearful question spreads: Is this elegant crazy girl a doomsday hope or the last tender nightmare before the world is digested? —— [Elegant and crazy amnesia girl x JK "Mom" who is soft on the outside and crazy on the inside] [Strong Female] [Cthulhu Gaowu] [Relying on each other in the crazy apocalypse]