The World Is Sinking

A mortal boy who was born with an inexhaustible pulse should have lived an ordinary life. Until the whole village was massacred, a remnant soul that fell from heaven fell on him. That was the last will of the last rebel after the failure of the Uprising in Heaven. From then on, a person who was unable to practice began to walk on a path that he should not have taken. Behind him is the pursuit, and above his head is a dragnet. In his hand, there was only the sword intention that would rather break than bend. The world is sinking. But what couldn't be shaken was the tone.