[Countdown: 19 seconds.]
Beneath the collapsing sky, a few figures forgotten by the New World stood alone amid the ashes of the Old World.
They could not make a sound. People from the Old World could not make themselves heard in the New World; nothing about them belonged to it.
An Xiaotong wiped away her tears. With death approaching, she instead sank into a profound calm.
She looked at the distorted face shrouded in black flames. She wanted to embrace her lover, but she could not.
Because the Calamity Eye would destroy everything, including love.
Bai Ye stood silently where he was. All he could do with his remaining time was watch his lover and friends die before him.
But he had not given up. Even if he became the only person left in the world, even if he had to endure an endless wait, he would unravel the secrets of time completely.
He would become as strong as Future Bai—even stronger!
When that day came, he could rewrite the ending.
[Countdown]: 9, 8, 7...
At that final moment of deathly silence, footsteps, neither heavy nor light, sounded across the ruins of the world.
They were so abrupt, yet possessed a measured rhythm.
Every step seemed to have been precisely measured with a ruler, not a fraction too long or a hair out of place.
Who?
Who was coming?
Everyone instinctively turned to look.
Amid the shattered motes of light, a figure in a white lab coat approached at an unhurried pace.
His hands rested in the pockets of his lab coat as he walked over the ruins of the world. His expression was calm. Ignoring the world collapsing around him, he walked up to the others and came to a steady halt.
Their eyes widened