Black Sea Blank

Seventeen-year-old Lu Huo has always felt that he just gets tired more easily than others. Until one night, gray fog seeped out from his chest, and a black sword began to speak to him deep in his consciousness. From then on, he saw the colors hidden in the crowd. Fatigue is gray, protection is white, and those emotions that have been suppressed for too long and eventually rot will sink into black. The city is still operating as usual. Students go to class, office workers catch the subway, and people say "it's okay." But somewhere out of sight, someone is sinking into the Black Sea little by little. Black Sword told Lu Huo: "You can't save everyone, and you can't save yourself." Lu Huo had no answer. He just never reached for the sword.