My name is Lu Ye, and I’m a Distortion Detective. In this restless “city,” I’ll stay vigilant, because I am the one and only Distortion Detective.
I can see distortions. I don’t know who came up with the word to describe this phenomenon, but one day people simply started calling it that. No one knows how it happens, but from what we’ve seen so far, it seems to be caused by intense desires and sudden surges of emotion.
The “Pianist,” or more precisely, the person who wreaked havoc in District 9, is one of the classic examples of what is called a “Distortion.” Few people notice that even now, distortions of all sizes are happening throughout the city.
My job is to find cases of distortion and figure out how to stop them from happening. In fact, the extent of distortion varies from person to person. Ever since I gained the ability to see distortions with my own eyes, I haven’t seen a single person who wasn’t undergoing one.
Now I’m looking at myself in the mirror. As far as I can tell, I’m the only one who doesn’t distort. In a world full of distorted people, could someone who stays unchanged become a “Distortion”? I can’t understand what will happen if the distortions in this world keep growing and reach a critical point.
