Hastur's Book Storage.

I went home and inherited my grandfather's library. The strange thing was that I couldn't find the stairs to go back. No matter where I went, there were bookshelves in front of me. These bookshelves were not blocked. I couldn't see straight ahead. I thought I had fallen into a maze. In the blink of an eye, the name, identity, memory, and world all changed. Who am I? I have become a different person. I can only try to survive. This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.