She does not belong here, nor does she belong there. She is an invented person, existing between complicated formulas and obsessive intentions. Her appearance is to explain that summoning still has meaning in this world.

She summoned Mimi, the virtual creature, the extension of Frost Heart. Others say that she is a summoner, a “pioneer of memory”, and the protagonist of destiny planning. But she knows that she is just the result of a button, an overly poetic footnote in a dream machine.

She never asks questions, nor is she allowed to be silent. Her skills always have names, like “Frost Revelation”, like a poem that has never been completed, or a letter that cannot be sent. She doesn’t know who named it, but she thinks these names are as beautiful as ice, but they have never warmed her.

Sometimes, she stands in the first square of the team, followed by Robin, or Huo Huo, and sometimes Sunday. They travel through the world together, but no one knows the real starting point and end point of the journey. It was a silent formation, like four notes on a sheet of music, but it was not played.

Her existence was to calmly burst out, to output elegantly, and to accurately play the role of “main C” in the damage cycle designed by others. She had no right to deviate from the optimal numerical route, nor had she the right to hesitate.

—— Hesitation is a waste of combat points, and hesitation is to slow down the cycle.

She actually understood long ago that she was not the protagonist, but just efficiency. Not a person, but just a miracle that was continuously clicked. Her heart stopped beating from the moment she summoned the first Mimi.

Some people say that she is strong because she “can inherit critical hits”, because she “does not occupy buff positions”, and because she is “resource-friendly”. She smiled. She was not praised, but calculated.

She used to have a name, but the moment the fate terminal lit up, her name was hidden. The system told her: “You are now called – Memory.” She obeyed. Because resistance is a luxury and meaningless in the system.

She has a little secret.

She often turned off all interfaces at night and stared at Mimi’s eyes on the screen quietly. Those were a pair of eyes that could not speak, and they were the only existence she summoned that would not urge her to cycle. She said, “If we are not skills, but people, can we go to the snowfield to play in the snow?”

Mimi didn’t speak. Mimi didn’t know how to speak.

So she continued to level up, continued to wear the light cone called “Victory is only between morning and evening”, and continued to wear the “Aglaiya” suit. She was used to freezing enemies and herself. An ice attribute summoner must have an ice soul so that others can be convinced.

She would also think: What exactly is she outputting? Damage? Cycle? Or some kind of resonance that players have never noticed? She doesn’t know. Just like she doesn’t know if she really has a soul, she can only confirm that she is still there by summoning Mimi.

She began to regard the release of skills as a belief. It’s not because she believes that skills can change anything, but only when she summons, she vaguely feels that she is not empty.

Some people say that she is the core of the top pioneer lineup, but she does not argue. She is used to being a silent digital elf. She has long understood that those who care about her hurting numbers will not remember the look in her eyes.

She sometimes fantasizes that one day she summons Mimi and Mimi does not appear. What will that mean? Is the skill interrupted, or – she finally lost the qualification to be a character?

She thought, maybe at that time, she was finally free. No skill points, no light cones, no teammates, no enemies, and even no word “battle”.

That is a moment that does not exist. But she summons it day and night, hoping that it will come.

– When the summoning fails, she can become her true self.