The End of the Reverse Journey of Life and Bones

The rusty red mire will swallow up the world and everything will perish. The moment the dead tree collapsed, a seed burst out. In the frozen soil, it tears apart the cold shell, On the mirror sea, it cuts through the huge waves, In the twilight, it sees the world, Eventually it branches into a giant tree that reaches the sky, The roots shoot out like swords, piercing the turbid veins. When the tree crown presses against the fallen sky, The tremors that came were ripples like growth rings on a dead tree...