We are all dust. People around Shu Yu told him when he was a child. He didn't understand. Some people also said this when he came to a new environment, but the meaning seemed to be a little different. He tried to escape from the identity that imprisoned him, but fell into the quagmire again and again. It would be better if he forgot everything, and it would not hurt. When he woke up, everything was so strange. A hand grabbed him and led him into the increasingly crazy world...
Concept: broken pen