Undertaker of the Abyss

The 177th floor of Abyss City, Deep Space Funeral Parlor. There are no funerals for living people here. Only for the dead souls trapped in machines and data - to die. Lin Xi is the only undertaker. Press the machine with your right hand and hum a lullaby to put the wailing data residue to rest. The price is that her body turns into pixels inch by inch. Until that day, she dug out a chip engraved with spiral patterns in the hand of a child's skeleton. The purification troops broke in and called her - "Experimental Subject Zero." Wanted posters were posted all over the city. In the photo, she was five years old, with another version of herself standing behind her. Her adoptive mother said on the monitor: "Stop checking... That's not you." But the crescent-shaped scar on her right wrist told her that the man who executed No. 16 Zero fourteen years ago walked exactly like her. ——There are twenty million souls in this city. The living breathe under the neon light, and the dead wail in the circuit. And she is the person who should not exist.