As the Astral Express trekked through the galaxies, a certain archiver is staying up late into the night.
Dan Heng sighs tiredly as he read through the archives, skimming through the data bank. His body was begging for him to sleep, but he refused.
He didn't want to see those nightmares; the ghosts of his past life.
The only thing reminding him of his past sins.
His mind was far from functioning by this point. Though, one thought makes itself known amidst the rest;
He is not Dan Feng.
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