How! I Am a Space Disaster

After the red sun fell into the skyline, human civilization began to collapse. Steel realms rise from the ground one after another, but the order continues to collapse. And the disaster is far more than that! In the neon reflections of red and blue, sunspots spread out from solar flares, like ghostly reflections behind a mirror, eating away at the civilization born in the era, leading to an abyss of disorder. History and civilization are buried like dust Technology and handicrafts evolve into powder The past and the future disappear in the long river The building was about to collapse, and someone saw a white robe standing on the neon ruins, as white as a morning star, appearing and disappearing. The corridor created by the Cultural Corridor slowly opened behind him. He opened his arms and whispered softly to the bones at his feet—— "This is the new world..."