The Door Holds None of My Past

"Turn it off."

Lin Qi did not approach the crack in the door.

The person at the table didn't turn around; the images on the computer screen continued to play.

The image shows a window, an open light, and a water glass next to the keyboard.

This is your old room.

"I'm not sure."

"You open the black file here."

"I know."

Nami grabbed Lin Qi's sleeve.

Don't answer that it knows.

This section has been confirmed.

"It can be recorded again each time it is confirmed."

Lin Qi switched to writing on paper.

[The content played inside the door is not considered part of my memory.]

The screen on the computer moves forward.

A hand appeared on the keyboard and opened a black file without a name.

The person at the table said, "These are your hands."

Lin Qi stared at it for a few seconds.

"No."

Nami turned to him.

Are you sure?

The cup was placed in the wrong place.

What cup?

"I don't need cups with handles."

The water glass in the computer screen has a white handle.

Robin asked, "You remember the room, but why don't you remember the original name?"

"Remembering a few things and remembering your own name are not contradictory."

What kind of cup did you use before?

"The wooden cups in the Tavern."

"I asked about before I came here."

Lin Qi stared at the screen.

"The glass has a chipped rim."

The white cup in the picture has been replaced with a glass cup.

The chip is on the rim of the cup.

Nami pushed the communication terminal away.

"It's filling in the gaps as you said."

Mo'er said, "Don't give it any more details."

The people at the table continued to speak.

"You heard the first cry for help after opening the file, and then you died at the table."

Lin Qi wrote on the paper.

[Evidence]

The camera pauses on the spot where the chair fell over.

A death record appeared on the floor.

The name field was covered by black water, and only half the time remained.

"What kind of evidence is this?"

The person at the table answered.

"You've come here, so the original you is dead."

This is inference.

"No handover without death."

So you need me to admit I've died.

You've arrived.

Coming here doesn't mean you'll die.

The people at the table did not continue.

The Throne Page appears on the right side of the computer screen.

[Original world life state missing]

[Please add the death record]

Nami simply scrolled away from the page.

"No verification, no supplementary registration."

Akainu said, "The Navy won't acknowledge this kind of death record either."

Garp took the Den Den Mushi.

"With a man standing here, which bastard would dare to finish him off?"

Vegapunk stared at the keyboard on the screen.

This memory has been altered.

How did you figure that out?

"Before the file was opened, the Black Cup was already reflected on the screen. According to Lin Qi's previous recollection, he heard the sound first, and then the Black Cup appeared."

Lin Qi asked, "Can you find the original order?"

"I need to access the computer inside the door."

"I'll go in."

"You're not allowed in."

Nami placed the map across the doorway.

The door was only a crack open, and the person inside didn't identify themselves.

The hand on the bottom of the boat tapped twice.

The Lingering Voice close to the Paper Thread.

He said the computer could be brought out.

How do I take it?

He wrote a line of words below the iron gate with his finger.

[Let the Unanswered one]

The Black Line stopped outside the door.

It has just gained Independent Expression and doesn't have a name yet.

Lin Qi pushed the paper over.

Would you be willing to help?

The Black Line did not approach immediately.

The computer inside the door played the death scene again.

This time, the death record on the ground was updated with the name Lin Qi.

The Black Line crawled along the door frame and got tangled in a corner of the computer.

The person at the table raised their hand and pressed down on the screen.

Lin Qi's things cannot leave.

Lin Qi wrote on the paper.

Is this computer yours?

The answer was written on Black Line outside the door.

[No]

Is the image yours?

[Half]

Which half?

The Black Line marks the hand that's opening the file.

There were no old scars left by Lin Qi on his wrist, nor the date markings on the hand inside the door.

Mo'er spoke after seeing the wrist.

"This is the Transfer Subject."

A Hui asked, "The person coughing?"

"I saw him open the Black Gate."

"When?"

"Before the ship sank."

Three coughs came from the bottom of the boat.

The hand gripping the baseboard loosens one finger, pointing towards the image inside the door.

Lingering Voice, "He said it was his hand."

Lin Qi looked at the crack.

"Is this room yours too?"

Two times.

"No."

Where's the Black File?

One time.

"It's his."

Mo'er gripped the railing.

There were no computers 22 years ago.

The hand on the bottom of the boat wrote.

I've seen it.

Where have I seen you before?

[Echo]

Lin Qi stared at the line of text.

"You saw my future."

[Only hands are visible]

"You opened the Black File?"

[On board]

How do I open it?

[In your sight]

The person at the table turned the computer toward the door.

After the hand on the screen opened the document, countless sounds flooded into the cabin, and the name wall lit up one after another.

Every voice was asking the same question.

Would you be willing to answer for them?

Lin Qi said, "I haven't seen this problem before."

Mo'er replied, "This is a matter of taking over the Old Ship."

"What did he answer?"

The hand on the bottom of the boat didn't knock.

The person inside the door answered for him.

He said he was willing.

The cough drowned out the sentence.

He slapped his palm on the bottom of the boat, striking it four times in succession.

Lingering Voice said, "He said he didn't answer."

Who answered for him?

He pointed to the person at the table.

Lin Qi asked, "Who is sitting inside the door?"

Mo'er watched that retreating figure.

"Old Custody Records."

"It took the vision of the future, made someone from twenty-two years ago open the document like I did, and then answered 'yes' on their behalf."

"Right."

"Then put this memory back into my possession."

"Once you recognize the room, the hand, and the death record, the entire handover will be complete."

Nami copied down each item in the picture.

"The room came from Lin Qi, the hand from the man at the bottom of the ship, the answer from the takeover record, and the Death Page has no source."

Robin continued, "The four records were pieced together, and the pages didn't indicate which one belonged to which."

Lin Qi added a line to the question.

[Mixed memories must not be attributed to any single person as a whole; their sources must be separated, and any unverified portions will be sealed as suspected forgeries.]

The Throne issued a warning.

[Splitting will cause damage to the original memory]

The hand on the bottom of the boat tapped twice first.

Lin Qi asked, "You agree to demolish it?"

Two more times.

Black Line was written on the paper outside the door.

[Mine will be demolished too]

The people at the table finally stood up.

It still faces away from the door, its body made up of old papers pasted on the name wall, and with each movement, half a name is revealed from its shoulder.

"Once you take it apart, you'll forget why you came here."

Lin Qi asked, "You know?"

"I remember."

"Whose memories are these?"

It did not answer.

"You say you remember, then say something that doesn't belong to me."

The Paper Figure flipped through the records on its body.

"I don't remember."

"This is mine."

"Cannot."

"It's mine too."

"Know."

"It's still mine."

Lin Qi picked up his pen.

"You're just like that record outside the door, all you do is borrow words."

The Paper Figure took a step towards the door.

The name fragments pasted on its chest lit up, and the children's records from all over the White Ship appeared and were pulled apart.

Nami raised her hand to block Lin Qi's path.

"Don't let it out."

"The door was opened by a vote of those affected."

"They agreed to open the door, but they didn't agree to let it go."

Lin Qi wrote the new question on the door frame.

[After the Black Gate opens, does the person in charge inside have the right to leave and re-establish their real identity?]

The Paper Figure reached out and pressed down on the fourth row.

The hand beneath the boat reached through the crack and gripped its ankle.

The coughing continued in unison.

Lingering Voice, holding onto the bedside, typed out the translation word by word.

He said the takeover records could be presented as evidence, but not with names on them.

The Paper Figure bowed its head.

"You dare to stop me?"

For the first time, the person at the bottom of the boat made a complete sound.

"Dare."

Mo'er took a step forward.

"I've heard that voice before."

A Hui asked, "Who is it?"

"Object Awaiting Destruction on the Transport Ship."

"The one who heard Lin Qi?"

"Right."

The screen of the computer inside the door was dragged out by Black Line.

The mixed memory is divided into four parts.

Lin Qi's room was on the left, the man's hand remained on the right, and the Throne's promise was sealed in the Evidence Page.

The death record stood alone in the middle.

It has no issuer.

There were no deaths.

The Paper Figure lost the support of its mixed memories, and fragments of its name began to fall off.

More than 900 receiving points reported simultaneously that the child's name was no longer being pulled.

The Black Gate opened a little further.

Lin Qi finally saw the people at the bottom of the boat.

His wrists were chained to the threshold, and his waist was wrapped with red thread taken from more than three thousand names.

Mo'er called from through the door, "Give me your hand."

The man did not reach out.

"Don't save her."

"You've waited twenty-two years, what are you still waiting for?"

"I'm waiting for you to admit something."

"What?"

"I am the Custodian of this ship."