The Master of Narrative, Starting from Memory

[Countdown to death: 365 days] [Civilization survival rate: 1%] My name is Lin Mo, an ordinary archivist at the Foundation. My job was originally to record anomalies. It wasn't until that statue killed people in front of me that I realized that the whole world was about to collapse. I can sign an agreement to modify reality in exchange for memory, emotion, perception, or the "right to be loved." I signed it, because if I don't sign, everyone will die. Under the crimson starry sky, a voice counted down for the entire civilization: In the final defense 365 days later, the examiner said that in 99% of parallel time and space, we have long been extinct. They want a reason why civilization deserves to survive. I opened the agreement full of price, and there was only one line on the last page: "The price: pay everything, the benefit: let the next dawn, there are still people who choose to understand rather than destroy." Now, I am the walking price, the living agreement, the "lord of the narrative" as they call it. And my first agreement was to sign a heartbeat synchronization agreement with the girl who always waited for her sister on rainy nights. She died and half my heart stopped. This is the most losing trade and the only 99% chance I have of winning. [Online IQ + Decisive Killing + Emotional Detachment]