Inscription of the Times

The times move forward, passing through life and civilization, scattering tiny stars all over the place. No one can stop its progress, we run hard just to get past it for a moment. ——Excerpted from "Essays on Doomsday" who are you? I don't know... Where is your golden finger? Not yet... What's the situation now? Being chased and beaten by a bunch of monsters and bad guys... But you were great before! Now go save the world!