Archives Division: Destroyer

I worked in the Archives Department as a destroyer for ten years. All documents sent will be burned from my hands. No one asks where they come from, and no one cares where they go. Until one day—— A document that should not exist was delivered to me. I took a look. Then burn it. The next day, someone came to me and asked: "What did you see last night?" Since then, erased names have begun to reappear, and traces of disappeared sects have been left behind. Even records from thirty years ago point to the same person. ——That person does the same job as me. They are looking for me. And I am only responsible for destroying it.