Rewriter

I was reborn 1887 times. Each time, I died in the "Midnight Containment" and then returned to three years ago - the third day when I became the "Recorder Officer" of Sequence 9. Every time, I try to change something. Every time, I failed. And after every failure, my memory will be "corrected", leaving only a vague sense of déjà vu and a series of numbers that keep adding up. Until this time. Old Hunter - the archives colleague who dozed off every day - handed me a note: "Don't believe what you see, believe what you remember." Then, he died on the day he should have been alive. Before he died, he left a wax cylinder with my own voice inside: "Welcome back, re-reader for the 1887th time." I finally know that I am not the only one awakening. Wen Jingyan, the Clock Tower investigator who was supposed to kill me in the "Midnight Containment", was looking at me with a pair of tearful eyes, but he was holding a silver cone to correct my fate in his hand. And higher up, there are countless eyes looking down at us - every time they blink, it is the beginning of a re-reading. They are called "observers". This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.