Confluence

In 2293, there are not many people repairing things anymore. Lin Shu is a neurological equipment restorer. The memory chip left behind by the deceased was restored to the living person's life through her hands. This is her daily life, and it is also the craft by which she makes a living. An old piece of equipment that had been out of service for many years was delivered to her workbench. Half a century of silence is sealed in the chip, and deep in the silence, there is a document. The time when the file was written was clearly marked: four years after the owner's death. The data given by the detector made her tremble. Around that piece of equipment, in an area as big as a palm, chaos was gradually condensing into order. Entropy is flowing backwards. From the moment the document was written, this process has been running alone in the darkness for forty-six years, lonely, precise, and never stopping. "Confluence" uses neuroscience, information theory and thermodynamics as its skeleton to tell a story about memory, self and time. Is memory trustworthy? After a person dies, how much of "him" is left? The river shapes the shape of the river bed, and the river bed has already set the direction for the water. The scale of consciousness, the scale of information, and the scale of the universe will eventually converge quietly at a certain critical point. By then, who will be the ones truly rewritten by "Confluence"?