If someone were to ask him how he lived his life as a lone survivor of the great massacre when he was only a three years old toddler, Lu Yizhou would reply it was just like a rollercoaster ride. He was not given the time to breathe even for a moment.
In that planet where nobody was alive aside from him, he spent most of the time beside his sister's corpse as he was still too young to comprehend the meaning of death. He still believed that she was only asleep and would wake up soon after.
In his indistinct memory, he only had a faint impression of a huge black shadow which covered the whole sky, fierce and imposing, carrying with it the thick scent of smoke and steel. A few days had already passed since the tragedy, and he was already delirious due to the prolonged thirst and hunger. In such a state, he could not fight back even as people came to take him away from his sister, from his home — forever.
