When the Earth's axis of rotation overlaps with the cosmic dark matter belt, a tide of memory sweeps across the globe. Human memories break away from the body and form a flow of light. Those who are sucked in will be affected by unfamiliar emotions, and even worse, they will lose themselves and become empty shells.
When the memory of the universe breaks down the defense line, human beings discover that what can hold back the tide is the anchor point in memory, "Who am I?" This is not a war against disaster, but a gamble about self-existence.
Intention: The survival of the self is never an isolated persistence, but a resonance with the memories of others.