After the crimson meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization plunged into stagnation.
From that day onward, people could no longer manufacture rockets, nuclear bombs, airplanes, or cars… The towering pyramid of modern science and civilization crumbled, but the disaster was far from over.
The world turned gray as the red meteor descended, like a spectral reflection in a mirror, slowly dragging the civilized world into an abyss of chaos.
In this age, human life is as insignificant as dust;
In this age, humanity shines like the stars.
As the great structure collapsed, some saw a pair of twins standing atop the ruins of civilization, their blood-red eyes shifting between laughter and tears.
The curtain of the era slowly rises behind them, and with arms wide open, they whisper softly to the suffering masses—
“The show… begins.”
