Lin Xu was a corpse mender, stitching the incomplete bodies of the dead back together.
Until one day, someone dragged a corpse to his doorstep. The face was his own.
The corpse had come from a hundred years in the future, and the girl who brought it called him "Dad."
The Wrongbirth Tide was swallowing the city, and a corpse tower rose with the tide. With every rotation, the entrance that had originally led to that corpse connected to somewhere else.
The power of the future had once been harvested according to a plan. And now, the harvesters still didn't know he existed.
This time, he would make the first move.
