My name is An Moqing, maybe an ordinary high school student. I occasionally work part-time to earn some living expenses, and live a simple life like this. I have a good friend who is very nice to me. I liked her a lot and was a little jealous at the same time.
But a subsequent accident made me realize something that was closely related to my life experience and memories.
For example, the two races are crazy about death, and the goddess in my memory.
As I slowly regained my memory, I found that someone seemed to be guiding all of this, bringing me closer to the truth step by step. And his purpose is far more than just restoring my memory. But the game An Moqing played with that person had just begun.
Never trust the people around you, they may be lying to you.
An Moqing, who had recovered his memory, already knew the truth and at the same time understood his fate.
I live to atone for my sins.
But why do those people confess their love to me one by one?
I just want you to live.
In my heart you are not as important as her.
Mo Qing, if you were the first person I met, maybe you would be the person I like.
Mo Qing, I like you.
It was you who killed Mo Qing, and this is the only thing I won't forgive you for.
Purpose: Protect the growth of dependence