Collapse of Iron: a Journey to the Sea of ​​Stars That Begins in Blank Space

(Broken iron, daily life, redemption, sweet article) When [memory] is no longer trustworthy, where can people find memories when they are burdened with a blank slate? When [Happiness] no longer speaks and smiles, in a world that has gone through many vicissitudes of life, where can we find happiness? … "Where are you from♪" In the flickering light, the pink girl chuckled. "I... Came from a tree." The young man remembered nothing but the incomplete tree. "Then... Kid, what's your name♪" The cantabile tone was swaying gently, and the wind blew over the young man's cheek. "..." The young man didn't know, he only felt a stinging pain in his back like fire. "Then let me call you... Ling♪" … The feathers swayed in the air, pure white, like clouds, but with a little color.