The dilapidated building, overgrown floors, and bombed-out roads that cratered into the earth all bore the scars of bombardment.,Soon, this complexity was replaced by a resolute indifference, "It doesn't matter, you'll be dead soon. And in the end, not even those who survive will have the right to live! It's you!" A triumphant smile began to spread across his face.,As the sky darkened, a corner of it suddenly lifted in relief. At the very last moment his eyes closed, there was a kind of indescribable sorrow...。