The Book of Si Chen and the Esoteric Cult pa
Anaxagoras came to Blancug on a rainy night. He should have lost his memory, but he didn't; he should have been soaked in the sea water together with his books, but he didn't. He walked into the tavern with an umbrella and a letter, wondering whether he was resurrected after death or whether he had never lived.
Nocia Turf came to London on a snowy night. She shouldn't have lost her memory, but things are unpredictable; she should have a new life of leisure, relaxation, and joy, but things are still unpredictable. She walked into the bookstore with a job and a temptation, wondering whether she should recruit followers first or kill her boss first.
This is the story of the twelfth librarian (running away for fun version) and the thirteenth librarian (temporary version).
This article is for my friends, please go find secrets and boh (walk around)
Intention: There is a knowledge shining in all things that are sleeping