Synopsis

The years since JuLai had settled into a grim rhythm. Vash remained lost, a phantom echo in a world struggling to hold onto life. And the thefts… the plants kept vanishing, a persistent drain on what little remained. A sense of weary inevitability hung in the air. It was a constant reminder that even amidst the quiet desperation, the shadows were never truly gone. The fight for survival continued, a slow, grinding battle against an unseen enemy.