What if our world were neither real nor unreal? What if there were worlds beyond this one? What if your memories could be changed at will, your life set in stone, and you knew all of it? What would you do?
The pressures of life left He Qiu barely able to breathe. In the rain and mist, he gave up on trying to stay alive. But when he woke the next day, why had nothing changed? "Why didn't I die?"
Was it all a dream, or was there some other reason?
The more you know, the more you suffer.
"...Condition stable. Continue observation."
"When you gaze into the abyss, the abyss gazes back at you!"
For someone who cannot die, even in the midst of suffering, is that immortality, or another kind of death?
