My name is Lin Ke, and I am the tower guard No. 19323 Of the airport.
Every seventeen days, someone erases my memory and throws me back to the same morning.
I always thought I was saving an abandoned space station.
Until I dug out a line of writing in the wall:
"Leave No. 19322: Don't believe in the sky, don't believe in father, don't believe in cycles."
After that day, I followed the blue light all the way down and touched three thousand living people who were still breathing, and a machine that had survived for nine hundred years.
It wants my body.
I want its heart.
This round starts again from No. 19323.
