第1章 命运的单抽

Destiny's Single Draw

A black crescent giant that blocks out the sun
A starry sky filled with frost, snow and death A cold
black sun that reflects shadows
A sad, wailing, incomplete monster
...
"Is this really a puppet?" Seeing this scene, people's pupils trembled.
"Of course," a figure with a happy smile gently pushed up the small round glasses on the bridge of his nose in response to everyone's disbelief, "After all, their puppeteer is much more outrageous than them."
(Really invincible, slow to warm up, a lot of foreshadowing, trying to fill the pit)