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Chapter 1ーERASED HISTORY

Welcome, traveler. There are places the world refuses to admit. We reached one tonight. The archway stands in ruin, yet it feels less like a relic and more like evidence—something left behind at the edge of a crime scene. Your map insists this is empty land. The soil agrees. The stones do not. Their cuts are too precise, too intentional, as if they were carved yesterday and aged by a single cruel spell. The knight says nothing for a long time. When she finally speaks, her voice is low. “Someone didn’t just hide the Unwritten Realm,” she murmurs. “They hid the fact that it was hidden.” Above us, the crystal shard hovers like an eye that never blinks. The music swells, and the shard responds—not with brightness, but with timing. The air tightens. Dust lifts. On the inner pillar, a vertical line of runes ignites—beautiful, impossible, and unstable, as if the letters are trying to decide whether they are allowed to exist. For one heartbeat, the shard reflects a coastline that isn’t on any chart. A city of pale spires. A banner with no kingdom attached. And a single word that burns into the light before the vision collapses: NINTH. Silence returns. The ruins pretend to be ordinary again. The knight grips her sword hilt—not in fear, but in respect. “This is how forbidden history survives,” she whispers. “As a reaction.” Your compass swings—not north, but there, into the darkness beyond the arch. We turn away. Because the first lesson of lost worlds is simple: They don’t disappear. They are made to disappear. Next Chapter: The River That Remembers