Living Towards Death

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In the astral plane.

Twin Paradise Ruins.

The radiation storm from the depths of the universe appeared and disappeared like a ghost. Wherever the storm swept, there would always be a few faint wails.

A golden-armoured statue stood in the middle of the ruins like a statue.

His eyes were determined, and the lines on his face were tough as if he had been carved with the best stone carving knife.

The wails enveloped him.

However, he was not disturbed at all.

Vasnov knew very well that the wails did not happen at this moment but came from different periods of history.

In the countless years before this moment.

Many of the creatures who died tragically in the radiation storm tried their best to scream.

It would often reverberate in the storm for countless generations to come.

It was the desire to live.

It was also the fear of death.

"Twin Heavens…"