I Deal with Gods in Rules and Ghost Stories

In the back warehouse of a convenience store late at night, as soon as I started having sex with a beautiful woman, the cash register automatically printed out a receipt: [Sample confirmed] [Archiving process starts] The world hasn't been right since then I was pulled into a place with only thirteen people - the Thirteenth Archives Room. Our destiny seems to be determined, we just don't know it. We are not dealing with ordinary ghost stories, but myths that have been rewritten into the city by modern processes. And this city is filing everyone away.