Ark: a Doctor Who Forgets Himself

It is impossible to imagine the distant future, and it is difficult to look back on the long journey. Where should I stand now, and what direction should I see. The cold wind of Chernobog cannot wash away the sins in people's hearts, but makes them more cruel. The source stone turns into a storm, adding a blood-stained color to this land. How far is the future to the people living on this continent of Terra? I am waking up, and I am also growing in forgetfulness. Who am I? I should be a doctor. How should I do it to match my name? Look, listen, and understand, until the end, always the same.