A hundred years ago, the gods came and humans became playthings.
I am the only Sequence 001 that can kill gods.
The price is: every time a god is killed, a piece of memory is lost. The more you kill, the more you forget.
One hundred and twenty-seven years have passed, I have killed countless gods and forgotten countless past events.
The world I protect is peaceful and peaceful, and no one knows I exist.
Until that girl showed up.
She stood in front of the empty display case in the Memory Museum, pointed at the half piece of jade pendant I had never taken off, and asked softly:
"Have we... Met somewhere?"
And I forgot her name for a hundred years.
