The White Pagoda has been in power for three thousand years and has been in charge of the world's writing.
A historian has a pen. Those who write about life will live, and those who paint over the dead will die.
Whatever is written into the source code is true; whatever is erased by pure ink has never existed.
Ah Jiu didn't know where he came from.
She only remembered that she slept in the soil for a long time.
The day she woke up, she saw the giant white tower in the center of the continent - the tower was nine levels high, as white as bone, and as sharp as a needle.
But there is no shadow of it on the ground.
Later she learned that only those deleted by the White Tower could not see the shadow of the tower.
Concept: What is reality?
