In 2148, my name is hope Zhiyi and I live in a future with extremely developed brains.
The already dominant emotional part will become more developed and overwhelm rationality in the future. In order to prevent me from suffering, it secretly used some means to tamper with my life.
Empty rooms, missing relatives, and an island lighthouse that reappears repeatedly.
My name is hope Zhiyi, and I set foot on the ship to White Eagle Island, just to find the buried truth and the person I forgot.
The island in my heart is a lamp, and the drifting is my faith. May this island heal my broken wings.
