洪水末世后，世界一片汪洋。
唯一的陆地是这艘航行百年的巨型方舟，他们是人类最后的火种。
当自由快等同于自杀时，你还有勇气走入那片并不会左右劈开的海吗？
这里没有摩西，也没有神迹。
In the wake of the deluge, the world is nothing but water.
The sole continent is this century-old massive ark.
When freedom is nearly synonymous with suicide, do you still have the courage to step into a sea that will not part for you?
There is no Moses here, and there are no miracles.
虚妄破碎，暗火不熄。总有前行者敢于以身犯险，深入迷雾；
亦总有身边人能次次试探，窥破真心。
纵使万世黑暗，人类会从灰烬里走向光明。
Illusions shatter, yet the smoldering fires are never extinguished.
There are always pioneers who dare to brave the peril and venture deep into the mist; and there are always those by our side who probe repeatedly to pierce the veil of the true heart.
Even in an eternity of darkness, humanity will emerge from the ashes and walk toward the light.
当所有人的思维透明，方可见真心与经历，感知彼此的爱与情绪。
但信任成了谎言，有序变成文明的装饰品，
有人在规则中狂欢，有人在自由里死去。
历史就是一条河，无数人的悲欢被尽数倾倒在这条河里。
Only when the thoughts of all are transparent can true hearts and histories be revealed, allowing the perception of mutual love and emotion.
But trust has become a lie, and order a mere adornment of civilization.
Some revel within the rules, while others perish within freedom.
History is but a river, into which the joys and sorrows of countless souls are utterly poured.