Watcher of the Old Gods

In this world, I am the only one who remembers that my mother once lived. Three thousand years ago, God split himself into twelve parts and hid in the shadow of the world to sleep. The Parliament of Reason tells everyone: Supernatural is a disease, and anyone who talks about God will be sent to a re-education camp. But they secretly used the observers as fodder to feed the old gods who were about to wake up. My name is Luo Qing, and I am a file manager. I'm an observer - the average person forgets my name in 8 hours, but they remember the things I do. I can see the axiom lines that make up the world, I can rewrite the rules, and I can see the future. I originally just wanted to live quietly, until that girl covered in injuries bumped into my archives. Then I discovered that my mother was not missing. She was used as a sacrifice by the council and was locked underground and fed to the gods for three thousand years. The fate of observers, they say, is to be forgotten. They say that when the old gods awaken, the world will be destroyed. They said that I was just a little transparent person that no one remembered, and I couldn't make any waves. But they don't know. I will tear apart the lies of the Parliament, I will rewrite the rules of justice, and I will carve all the forgotten names into the memory of the world. Even if in the end, I will become the person that no one remembers. "If you're reading this, it means the world is still spinning. Don't worry, I'm just a forgotten man who made a forgotten choice. May you never need to know my name. But if you want to know — My name is Luo Qing. I existed. "