Return Of the Sandman : When the abyss remember it's blade

The world didn't end in fire.

It rotted while people were still alive.

Fear seeped into humanity like corrosion. Some resisted. Most didn't. Those who failed twisted into monsters known as Evildoers-predators born from what humans couldn't endure.

Bell survived two years of that world.
He wasn't a hero. He wasn't chosen. He was worn down, cornered, and finally betrayed during the fall of a human fortress-sold out by a survivor consortium that needed a scapegoat to escape.

Death should have claimed him there.
Instead, Bell unleashed a cursed item he never fully understood.

Dream Dust didn't save him. It erased him.

What rose in his place was no longer human-an empty, starving shell that the Abyss eagerly shaped into a weapon. That existence would later be remembered as the Sandman, an Evildoer so lethal that even monsters avoided its path.

Humanity fought back.
Heroes burned their lives away trying to stop it.
They didn't kill the Sandman.

By a cruel fracture of fate, what returned to the past was not Bell's body-but the remnants of his memories, broken into recurring dreams and inherited by his younger self.

A few days before the apocalypse begins, Bell opens his eyes again.

He knows the truth now:
The Sandman is not him-but it was born from his loss of self.

Having gazed deeper into the Abyss than any human ever survived, Bell carries fragments of its rules... and glimpses of its flaws. Whether those insights are real-or delusions left behind by something inhuman-he doesn't know.

But he does know this:
If he loses himself again, humanity will not get a second chance.

And the more control he gains...
the more the Abyss remembers the blade it once wielded.