Terminal Looper

There is no savior in the end, only mourners *"The 1024th funeral, memory coverage completed, current personality stability: 11%."* In the first year of cyberspace, the sun was annihilated and humans hid in the underground "Hive City". After resources are exhausted, "death" becomes a luxury - the body needs to be recycled for energy, and the memory needs to be uploaded for eternity. And I am the only AI mortician in the hive. I fake natural death for the deceased, and then use their memories to piece together my own soul. Until one day, I saw my face at the funeral of a young girl. The memory code she left behind points directly to the core of the hive: "All dead souls are nourishment." ——It turns out that this city of eternal night is just a cage for feeding the "God of the Clouds". **Are you going to be the mourner of mankind, or the fire thief of the truth? ** This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.