In the song of the Sun Prayer, under the wail of the evil spirits of the Styx, under the eyes of the starry sky, how to choose the fate of the apostle, nightmares are always peeping at the earth, the sky has fallen, I am sinking into hell, and I can’t see my traces. , I abandoned the meaning of life and found the essence of "makeup artist" in this nihilistic world.

Seventeen sequences, one hundred and thirty-six professions, one hundred and thirty-six kinds of magic potions.

Dragons, sirens, werewolves, monsters, evil spirits, gods, mechanical blueprints, sea trains.

This is a legendary road.