In 2169 AD, human consciousness can be uploaded to the cloud, at the cost of eliminating "useless" memories.
The culled memories turned into fragments and fell to the bottom of the cloud.
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The system said that the fragments were useless data and sent me to clear them.
I clean them every day.
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Three years.
I'm waiting.
They said it was impossible for the debris that sank to the bottom to come up.
But I just kept silent.
I'm still waiting for the fragment to float up and be found.
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Later they detected living bodies at the base of the cloud.
I was sent on a mission to monitor living bodies.
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I found him in the darkness, chased him, subdued him, and turned him over.
When the light hit that face, he didn't struggle, he just looked at me.
A pair of eyes that are ignorant and pure, like a newborn baby.
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My grip on his fingers slackened, but I didn't know why.
I just feel like he and I are involved and connected by some kind of force.
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Later I realized that the fragment I was waiting for was alive.
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Cold and Rational Purifier × Pure and Meek Polymer
Intention: Every existence deserves to be seen.
