I can fix all the stopped clocks in the world, but I can't fix the one my sister left behind.
Until...
This relic that had been silent in a drawer for 21 years, in front of a stranger, made a self-conscious sound.
Tick..
I found my sister's last message in another world
I understand, what my sister sealed with her life was the crack where two worlds collided.
Now, the cracks have awakened, and abnormal points called "etch marks" are growing in the city, distorting, replacing, and swallowing up everything familiar.
"Jian, the world is losing its memory. Before they completely forget you... Find me."
Concept: In the vast universe, two worlds are about to collapse. How do human beings use memory and emotions as weapons to leave each other with the memory of "I once existed and was connected to you" in the time of inevitable demise?