Forgotten Coordinates: Zero

Shen Wei discovered that the world was conducting a collective conspiracy to delete him. The rain at the funeral fell silently, but it had a sticky feeling that dissolved everything. He stood on the periphery of the crowd, watching the faces of the mourners gradually lose focus in the rain and fog, like pencil drawings that had been smeared with water, and finally only a blur of flesh color remained. "Mr. Shen, this is the inevitable process of 'underpayment'." A messenger wearing an old uniform and invisible under a black umbrella quietly appeared behind him. "You sent that letter and used your existence as a price for her to have a chance of survival in reality. Now, this city is taking back all traces of you." Shen Wei looked down at his hands. His fingertips were almost transparent, as if they would become part of the silent rain at any time. "That key..." He touched the heavy brass key in his pocket, and the number "0" on it exuded an alarming warmth.