Embers of the Soul

[No system] [No time travel] [Not invincible] [No rebirth] [Not invincible] [No heroine] [No harem] There is a person who keeps walking. He didn't remember how long he had been walking, he just remembered that he couldn't stop. In this world shrouded in nightmares, the sun can no longer illuminate people's hearts. The sky is like a rotten wound, the earth is full of cracks, weird spiers and twisted creatures wander around the world. The earth has long been reduced to a breeding ground for ghosts and monsters, and now, even death is not a relief. Despair is the only undertone of this world. There is no light in this world. In other words, Guang is already dead. All that's left is darkness. Endless, like thick ink, the darkness soaks everyone's soul. But if darkness is the only background, then he will carve wounds one after another on this background. Use a sword. Use your life. "Oh... The remnant soul driven forward by the embers of hatred... You use anger as fuel, turn grief and anger into strength, and use resentment as a sword to charge against death again and again... The end has already been written - the flames burn out, leaving only ashes."