I am a will editor. The "last words of the soul" three minutes before death cannot be faked, and my job is to sneak into the consciousness of the dying person and secretly change those last words that may trigger war into harmless versions. Twenty years and never failed.
Until today, the old man on the hospital bed suddenly opened his eyes and smiled at me: "The change is good. But have you ever thought that you are also a dead person?"
Then I discovered: my memories were forged, my emotions were programmed, and even the book I wrote twenty-six years ago replayed my life verbatim. And that analyst named Su Wan was my only accident that was not written into the program.
If you have died long ago, what is it that is alive now?
