The sky was a flawless blue, not a cloud beneath its pale vastness.
In the midst of the ruins, the hospital stood as if it had been forgotten by the world, emitting a faint light within the desolate and vast mountains, black vines coiled around the streets, filling this abandoned place with a silent and confusing sense of decay.
The hospital was eerily quiet, nurses and orderlies were working gently, everything organized and natural.
Ward number thirteen.
Luo Kun's eyes snapped open, and he sat up eagerly, his face full of anticipation.
He looked around his ward and instantly recognized it, this was the very beginning, before anything had happened.
But now, Luo Kun no longer found it dull because in this endless cycle of time, there was someone else who, just like him, was also awake and trapped in this Abyss.
He sat obediently on the hospital bed, ready to wait for Doctor Chu to come and administer his medicine.