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The world's atmosphere plunged into a darkness no man has ever seen, the air smelled of sulfur and the wind carried a metallic taste. Nothing was clean, grass was a concept of the old days, and there certainly were no trees. Life was barely still alive. 70% of the earth's past eroded from the radioactive chemicals that had caused fires all over the world, no history to be found. Only memory served those who remained alive, the few who could draw breaths in this cruel environment. Human bodies have become tolerant to curtain chemicals, and cancer was common among those still alive. No one knew exactly what happened. One moment, there was life as we knew it, then, there was a terrible smell and catastrophe hit us like no other. Some said of a nuclear war, others suggested a comet hit the earth; but either way, they would have surely been notified of that, right?
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After a crimson meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization came to a standstill. From that day on, no one could build a rocket, a nuclear bomb, an airplane, or even a car... The towering pyramid of modern science collapsed in an instant-but the catastrophe did not end there. A gray world descended with the crimson meteor, like a ghostly reflection in a shattered mirror, slowly dragging civilization into the abyss of chaos. In this era, human life is as insignificant as dust; in this era, humanity shines like the stars. As the great edifice of civilization crumbles, someone sees a lone performer standing amidst the ruins. His crimson cloak flows like blood, his laughter and tears interwoven. Behind him, the curtain of a new era slowly rises. He spreads his arms wide and whispers to the countless souls before him- "Let the show... begin." Copyright at https://changdunovel.com/wap/share-v2.html?aid=1967&book_id=7276384138653862966&share_type=0&share_code=vynTISyQNvnu30PjScufNyApiSPYuP1-MJfUNGQ4Fhg%3D

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