Blackening.
Chen Feng looked at Wei Xun, a glint flashing in his eyes.
From the moment he killed his friend, the person before him embarked on a path of blackening, devoid of emotion, driven by selfishness and self-interest.
The horror of the apocalypse lies not in zombies or insects. What's so terrifying about death? Even if one's head is smashed, it's but a momentary pain.
The most frightening thing in this disaster is despair.
And despair slowly turns the heart strange and decayed.
The disaster affects the minds of some people, undeniably. The man with glasses was a hero, and after gaining power, he didn't just think of surviving alone but of using his strength to save more ordinary people.
This is admirable, yet also naïve.
The apocalypse is no fairy tale where effort leads to results and kindness brings reward.
