Those Who Follow the Rules Die

Someone wakes up in the gap between death and death. No hint, no reason, no one to turn to. There are only silent forbidden areas one after another, and rules hidden in the wind, shadows and breathing. People who obey the rules can live a little longer. People who follow the rules cannot get out of the cycle. Those who obey the rules will eventually become shadows on the wall, ghosts at the end of the street, and dust that will never be remembered again. I have seen people shattered by a whisper, people dissipated by a touch, and people swallowed by the world because of one more look. They all live according to the rules and die according to the rules. And I only do one thing - See the rules before they take shape, Penetrate the rules before they kill, Before a rule becomes destiny, go to its source. Those who follow the rules die. Only those who break the rules deserve to see the real world.