The Un-Deity of Drama

When a scarlet meteor streaked across the sky, the progress of human civilization ground to a halt.



From that moment on, rockets ceased to soar, nuclear bombs lost their edge, airplanes were grounded, and cars came to a standstill... The colossal edifice of civilization built by modern science crumbled with a thunderous crash, yet the shadow of disaster lingered on.



The gray world descended with the meteor, like the eerie reflection of ghosts behind a mirror, dragging civilization bit by bit into the abyss of chaos.



In this era, human lives are as trivial as dust;

Yet in this era, humanity also shines as brightly as stars.



As the great edifice of civilization teeters on the verge of collapse, some behold an actor standing tall amidst the ruins. His scarlet robe is like congealed blood, and his expression shifts between joy and sorrow.



The curtain of the era slowly parts behind him. He spreads his arms and softly intones to the multitude,

"The grand drama... begins."