Everyone is born with a life lamp, and their name, life and death are determined by the imperial lamp book.
Once it is rewritten in the books, a living person will be reduced to a stateless commodity, and no one in the world will remember your existence.
I am a person without a lamp, marked in the register as unborn and dead.
Only I can see all the tampered manuscripts hidden in the light.
They smuggled me into the city as goods, but they didn't know that with an empty lamp in hand, I could borrow my fake names, turn over false accounts, and personally take back all the erased true names.
