A gloomy mist shrouds the land.

Amid the ruins of the city, traces of humanity’s past have yet to fade from this forsaken ground.

The glory is gone, and now humans are hiding like rats beneath the flicker of flames. The black sun hanging high above is a symbol that this place has changed hands—this is their paradise.

Beneath the surging depths of the sea, something is rising. In the void, heavy whispers echo, while strange, veiled silhouettes observe in silence.

A glimpse of malevolent compound eyes flashes from beneath the bed, while an evil presence lingers in the otherworld. Tempting whispers surround the ears, as terrifying entities wander through the ruins.

Evil thrives and grows, while humanity’s spirit dims and loses its light.

Lu Li holds salvation tightly and walks toward them with unwavering steps.

Sword and magic, gods and dragons, demons and abyss, humans and races.

A door appears in this fantasy and weird world, bringing in a person who doesn't belong here.

When the consciousness of two civilizations collide, what will emerge from each other?

The Druid stood in front of a wheat field several meters high, while the fishmen chased the fish in the fishing ground;

Magic trains flashing with inscriptions rolled across the plains, and the sound of multiplication recited recited from the academy;

Ogryn and the children sat on the tentacles of the Dark Child, swinging and counting;

Dwarves and elves clink glasses, devils and priests shoulder to shoulder;

Gods chase and play in the streets, and nameless things chat happily around the wine table;

The life and death of the hero and heroine in the magical image moved the devil in the bottomless abyss.

Time will eventually tell whether this person brings happiness or destruction, but before that——

He wants to learn the lingua franca of this world and not let himself starve to death on the streets.