ERATOCHRONICLES

In a world devastated by an unforgiving apocalypse, Qing Xia struggles against a life filled with despair. Surrounded by the suffocating remnants of society—polluted air, barren land, and the haunted expressions of humanity—he often envies those who have found peace in death, escaping the relentless suffering of existence. Yet, the memory of his family's sacrifice fuels his determination to endure, making him one of the last survivors in a landscape of desolation.But fate has other plans. During a routine mission, Qing Xia’s life abruptly ends, or so he believes. To his shock, he awakens reborn as an idol on the brink of obscurity, a mere shadow in a vibrant world. Eager for a second chance, he seeks solace in a newfound identity, yearning for a life filled with simple pleasures.However, tranquility slips through his fingers as he is thrust into an unexpected chaos—a variety show that pulls him into the heart of danger, where secret agents, ruthless hitmen, and shadowy figures lurk. With every step, the weight of his dreams collides with a reality he never wished to face. As he grapples with relentless uncertainty, Sian realizes that the struggle for peace may lead him deeper into turmoil. In this haunting journey, can he carve out a destiny in a world that seems determined to tear him apart? The winds of fate do not blow as one wishes, and with shadows closing in, every moment counts.----------------------------Black box:Someone: “Darling, help me deal with these people.”Sian: “Stay away from me. I have nothing to do with you or them.”Someone, with fake tears: “Darling, I’m hurt. Come kiss me here, and the pain will go away.”Sian, holding a military knife: “Does it hurt there? How about I just cut it off for you?”Someone, stripping Sian’s clothes: “Darling, you look so beautiful when you’re angry. I can’t take it anymore.”Sian: “Go to hell! Ah—ahh! Stop it—stop! That hurts! Quit biting me, you damn dog!”

It is said that a child finds comfort only in their home —their Sanctuary,the only place where they feel safe, loved, and at peace.This is the case for many children, even adults.But unfortunately,It was destined that I would not be one of them.In my own home.Among my family.With the mother who gave birth to meand the siblings who came from the same womb.I have never, not even for one day, felt love or comfort there.My sisters are ashamed of me.My younger brother does not respect me.And my mother? She is the harshest of all.Since I was a child, she has not loved me, cannot stand to see me, and scolds me whenever she does.As I grew up, I became nothing but the family’s disgrace — a moving money box for my mother and my little brother.How many times have I thought about ending my life?How many times have I thought about giving up on this miserable life?People may think I am too dramatic, but —If you have not burned yourself on live coals, how can you feel their heat?No one in this world will ever understand me.But that’s all right.Because I did not give up.Not because I am strong.Not because I am holding on to life.But because of one person.Except this person was not human.Not an animal.Not even a ghost.This person is the final villain in my favorite novel.Years spent following him, reading everything that happened to him.Years spent accompanying him.His existence became my world — my only world.I love him.I adore him.Even if he is not real.Even if he is only a man of paper and ink.I am willing to do anything for him.I would die for him.And then the gods granted me my only wish...Now, I am in his world.And this time,I will save him.Yes, I will do the impossible to save him.I will kill for him and die for him.So, Cassel…This is how madly I love you.How much I am obsessed with you.I am ready to destroy myself and the whole world for you. ... So, can you look at me?