I am Lingxiao, the priest of the Wind Tribe. I was seriously injured in a battle with foreign tribes and my whereabouts are unknown. After being found by the leader, I lost all my memory. I fell in love with the leader Sylph. Even after losing my memory, I still fell in love with her at first sight. Living with her in this isolated tribe is the most beautiful thing in the world, but her eyes are always full of complex emotions that I can't understand. Who is she looking at through me, or who am I? That night, I didn't drink the water she put in front of my bed. I pretended to fall asleep and followed her to a cave. The person, or corpse, lying in the sarcophagus had a face that was almost identical to mine. She turned around and smiled softly and cruelly: "I didn't want to let you know so early. After all, you look so similar. If I hadn't known that she was sleeping here, I would have thought you were her..." I looked at the mutilated limbs in the sarcophagus behind her, as if there was a voice asking me to come closer. Who is it? Who am I? Sylph put her hand on my chest, stopping me from moving forward: "Give me your heart, and it will live on for you in Lingxiao's body..." I didn't resist, and let her pull out the core of my life. Sylph seemed a little surprised, but the movement of her hand did not slow down at all, and I lost consciousness.
Intention: The relationship between artificial intelligence and human beings in the future (actually, don't lie to me, otherwise you will regret it)