Catastrophe erupted, it was the end of the world. Survivors were surrounded by the impregnable wall, a new order was established... The desire for power, faith, and darkness pervaded each other, layer upon layer of brands imprinted in every corner of the heart. The virus wreaked havoc, were these humans' true colors? "I unexpectedly survive, I want to live." –Du Dian
Mount St. Lucia, the headquarters of the Monster Research Institute.
A pitch-black mountain path snaked like a snake, leading straight to the peak of the mountain. On the square at the peak of the mountain stood sculptures of all kinds of ferocious monsters, as if they were from another world. Some familiar monsters could be seen among them, such as the splitter, the magic dragon.., legendary monsters such as the bat musician had different postures and looked lifelike as they looked down at the mountain path outside the square. Anyone who came here from the mountain path would have a terrible feeling of being stared at by many monsters.
Behind these ferocious monster sculptures was a dark building. No matter how brilliant the Sunny Day was, this place was gloomy and dead silent. All the light seemed to have been absorbed by the sculptures on the square, leaving only the gloom.