My name is Han Jue, and I have lived in bed 307 of Qingshan Mental Hospital for many years.
The doctor said I was crazy because I kept writing 85 on the glass.
They don't know that I have lived for two thousand six hundred years.
But every time you kill a god, a piece of memory will be consumed.
That day, an AI claiming to be God invaded the mental hospital.
My body wakes up before my memory does.
Gaia begins to recalculate - it discovers that its survival rate is returning to zero
