Amid thick fog and towering fungal stalks, corpses lie piled beneath a canopy of mold. A white-clad figure sta…
Amid thick fog and towering fungal stalks, corpses lie piled beneath a canopy of mold. A white-clad figure stands alone.
He gently tucks a Dawn-to-Dusk flower into the hair of his deceased younger sister, his voice full of tenderness.
Then, he turns. Mycelium shoots from the ground, entangling Shen Yilun as he pushes you away. You meet the stranger's piercing gaze.