One leisurely afternoon, I opened the door of the missing museum.
As I expected, it contains the stories of thousands of people.
All ages were covered, and everything I encountered seemed to want to tell me something.
They are displayed in the museum in a chaotic but orderly manner. Each story seems to have a deep and shallow relationship, but is as unrelated as the intersecting straight lines in different time and space.
If you don't see the museum, if you don't see it, is it knowable or visible?
The door slammed shut, and the doubts in my mind disappeared with this sound.
Just like this life, even if the world is desolate and collapsed, and the civilization of the universe is lost, there will always be feelings that will last forever and stand proudly beyond all things.
Concept: The power of emotion across time and space