In this moment.

The picture of the world is completely frozen.

The tide of the sea of silver gradually sounded.

Then.

An infinite shimmer of pure white covered the decaying and stale smell of formalin.

Those withered figures suddenly found that their bodies were getting lighter and lighter.

In the afterglow of the lights.

These wanderers who have been corrupted by pollution and fallen into the abyss have finally regained their freedom

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