Chapter 600: The Prosthetic Eye Has No Tears (Massive Chapter for Monthly Votes)

Scattered cement bricks and shards of glass littered the courtyard under the night sky.

Bang—

Brown hard-soled leather boots stepped among the broken glass, the silent night breeze carrying away the warmth of the leather jacket.

The cold wind brushed past the woman's burgundy short hair as she lifted her head to gaze upon the stone-strewn ruins before her, the burgundy hues of her eyes sparkling with a ring of light.

The stars were hidden, and the bright moon shone upon these ruins.

In the past, from this angle, one could not see the sky, only the majestic buildings, tall as giants, blocking out the sun and sky.

The skyscrapers that once pierced the clouds had now vanished, leaving only a few dilapidated stories of the foundation to bear witness to their former splendor.

It was as if, in the blink of an eye, these majestic buildings had been erased from the thin paper like with an eraser, effortlessly wiped away.