After the red meteor streaked across the sky, human civilization fell into stagnation. From that day on, people could no longer build rockets, nuclear bombs, airplanes, or cars... The pyramid of civilization, built upon modern science, collapsed with a thunderous crash, but the disaster was far from over. The gray world, following the arrival of the red meteor, seemed like a cruel, distorted reflection in a mirror, slowly dragging the civilized world into a chaotic abyss. In this era, human life was as insignificant as dust; in this era, humanity was as brilliant as the stars. As the grand edifice crumbled, some saw an actor standing tall above the ruins of civilization, his red robe as blood-like, alternately smiling and crying. The curtain of the era slowly opened behind him. He spread his arms, and softly whispered to the suffering masses, 'The great play... begins