You are you. Hunched over a desk or glued to a telephone. Superheroes fill your skies and your movie screens.

This bores you.

Because you know, somewhere in your gut, that the world you currently reside in is NOT the only one that has existed, that what you consider to be your consciousness is nothing but the distilled remnants of past attempts at consciousness. That this world, though home, is not the only one. Or... more accurately, was not the only one...

I can tell you how the story of The Starveil right now. Icarus dies. The world ends. Yadda yadda yadda. This isn't about that.

This is about you, the viewer, and your relationship with us. This is about us, the archivists, and our relationship with you. And this is about them, the characters, and their relationship with themselves.

Memento Vivere is the story of Icarus Borkoshavski and Opal Yazzie. Two sides of the same cosmic coin. The sun and the moon. The only two beings in the goddamn multiverse who understood the other...

Opal Yazzie is a transgender woman. Her entire existence has been plagued by an odd relationship with memories. She views fiction as reality, and with the antics she got into as a child, they might as well have been.

Icarus Borkoshavski is the child of two superheroes. His mother died when he was very young. His father runs a school. Opal goes to that school.

Icarus goes missing. In more ways than one.