Under the Curtain: the Age of Eclipse

On the day I shouted, "If you make a mistake, you will be struck by lightning." The ancient thunder ripped open the night in the library and erased the "thing" that asked the question. It also erased everything I had believed in for twenty years. They call it "awakening." They said that I had become a person with thunder powers, and asked me to report to a place called "The General Bureau of the Curtain Agreement". The world cracked open before my eyes - it turns out that under the neon city, the rules have long since collapsed. The supernatural is the "error code" of the world, and we are the "patches" that resonate with the orderly rules. The price is becoming the patch itself. Every time the thunder is triggered, something in the body becomes cold. Emotions, memories, and expectations for a bowl of white fungus soup are all slowly eroding. They say that this is the backlash of power, and that it will eventually "return"—become a walking rule, no longer a human being. My anchor is the small lamp that my mother always turns on before going to bed. It is the rainy night when she asked me "what is justice". It is the thought that grows colder and hotter in my heart: some mistakes must be broken into pieces. There is a machine in the General Administration called Judge Chen, and he looked at me like he was looking at an erroneous program waiting to be executed. The Council of Ashes said I should be a sharper knife. And I just hold on to the new-born Thunder, looking for those things that really "should be chopped" in mission after mission—— Until I discovered that the first "mistake" that should be judged might be myself. Because the thunder in my body tells me: there is no judge at the end of the road of heavenly punishment. There is only eternal thunder and those who kneel under it.