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City of Memories by Yeo Jeong-hyeon http://www.investinvalley.com
Where countless stories lie dormant and new dreams are born. Welcome to the data center, the "City of Memories." Aki, the city's longtime administrator, welcomes a curious visitor, Rowoon. "This is where all our records live and breathe."
At the city's center, countless towers glowed silently, reaching toward the sky. "This is the 'Story Library.' It's where all the information we know—the Servers—each have their own rooms." Aki whispered.
As they delved deeper, massive, silent vaults appeared. "This is the 'Time Archive.' It's a storage space where important stories are kept safe for a long time. It's where the library's books are preserved forever."
Below their feet and above their heads flowed a river of light, twinkling like stars. "The paths these stories travel are the Network. Without this path, the library and the archives would not be able to communicate." At the lowest reaches of the city, a giant heart beat. "The heart of the city, the Power Supply. If this heart stops even for a moment, all the city's lights will go out. That's why a backup heart (UPS) is always ready."
A cool, pleasant breeze always blew through the city. "The Story Library mustn't get too hot. This 'Wind of Wisdom' acts as a cooling system, cooling the entire city."
Invisible gatekeepers stood at every corner of the city. "Every path is guarded by 'Guardians.' They are firewalls and security systems that prevent unauthorized people and bad stories from entering."
Ro-woon asked, "Who directs all this?" Aki pointed into the air. "There is an invisible 'conductor.' The operating system and software are the conductor of the orchestra that harmonizes all the flow of the city." "Who built such a great city?" Aki smiled at Rowoon's question. "It was built by 'dreamers' like us. Engineers who dream of a better world. This city was built on their dreams.
Rowoon's heart was filled with wonder as he left the city of memories. This place was not just a collection of machines. It was a living space, built by the dreams and efforts of countless people, containing our yesterday, today, and tomorrow.