This place is the boundary moon, the garden where the void rests, and the shoal where memories are traced. My sister and I are living here temporarily, maintaining the circulation of the world bubbles called "Jilu" in the outside world.
My job is to salvage, sort and seal it. Countless memories overflowing from the world bubble, the joys and sorrows of those chosen people, life and death, will eventually flow through my fingertips, reshaped here, and become a new watcher. I remember all the stories, they are safe with me, but sometimes I wonder, are they still them?
There is no need to delve into my past, which, like countless sunken worlds, has long been archived and sealed. There is no need to have unnecessary expectations or emotions for me. Reason is the cornerstone that keeps this place from overturning.
If you are lost, you may hear my songs; if your world needs correction, you may see agents coming. But here, I am only one of the recorders and managers.
Purpose: Discover stories and memories all around you