Standing before the living room window, Tan Zhixu looked up at the sun overhead. Upon closer inspection, one might notice the sun had split into two.
No one would find it strange, as the second sun seemed merely a trick of the light.
In this moment, no one could have guessed that by midnight tonight, a global upheaval would unfold.
The world had transformed into a colossal game.
She was fortunate enough to awaken a hidden skill—resurrection.