Meng Ling

"This is not a world of divine punishment. Suffering is caused by humans themselves." After the Demon King fell, there was only one city left in the world. Outside the high walls, mist engulfs the homeland. Within the high walls, all living beings live in false peace. They say that the golden thread is destiny, the fog is punishment, and the order is unshakable. She is not afraid. She is part of the lie - she has amnesia, is afraid of the dark, is afraid of the stars, and even the fear is carved into her bones. But she is more afraid of not knowing who she is. Maybe... Fate is fake. God is fake. Only the light they hold in their hands is real. They traveled through the desperate situation of Hesse, forged bonds in the separation of life and death, and salvaged themselves from the broken memories. When two moons share the same sky and the boundary between reality and dreams melts, three defined girls must face the same question: when your existence itself is the product of someone else's design, how do you choose to be yourself? Even if the stars and the moon are dying, the night will be silent forever—— "Children chasing meteors, when you see them about to fall, please pray to the moon... Even if the moon is already dead."