Heaven requires them to give their "existence"—name, appearance, voice, and memory.
One by one they disappeared, forgotten by everyone.
And the only person who remembers everything is the first to be forgotten.
When the last trace of existence is erased, the surviving companions will only feel an inexplicable emptiness, but they can no longer remember who they have lost.
They cry but don't know why they cry.
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This book has no climax, no villain, no final battle.
There is only a quiet, irreversible, daily disappearance.
You won't cry when reading it, but you will suddenly feel a dull pain in your heart late one night.
And then you find out: Their names were erased by heaven, but in your memory, they survived.
This is the only thing that Heaven has no control over.
Purpose: When a person is forgotten by everyone, and even his traces are erased by heaven, has he really lived?
And what kind of "hindsight" pain will those who remember bear?
This is not sacrifice, it is the death of existence. It's not amnesia, it's the world's refusal to acknowledge that you ever existed.
When you cry, you don't know why you cry - this is the cruelest blank in human experience.