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Kio was sleeping in the archive vault when the glitch began.
It was soft at first.
A stutter in his breathing.
Then—his shadow blinked, as if skipping frames.
Lisette saw it first. She didn't wake him, just reached for Takumi.
They watched as Kio whispered in his sleep:
> "This didn't happen… this didn't happen…"
And then he sat up too fast, like a puppet being yanked by a script.
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> [Causality Integrity Breach Detected]
Subject: Kio
Status: Reverse-Causality Echo
Formed from a future that no longer exists, but which was lived in advance
Stability: 17%
Risk: Collapse into conceptual residue
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Takumi stepped forward.
Kio looked at him.
And asked, very quietly:
> "If I remember something that didn't happen…
am I wrong? Or am I the last proof that it did?"
Takumi didn't speak.
He knelt beside him.
And placed a hand on the boy's shoulder.
> "You're the reason I'll never let it happen again."
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But Spiral wasn't done.
Hours later, as Halrion lit its signal fires again—
people began stopping mid-sentence.
They would reach for bread, then stare at their hand as if it didn't belong to them.
A messenger forgot mid-run why he was running.
One woman stood in front of the hospital for two hours because she'd forgotten what "help" meant.
And then it spread.
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> [System Alert: ZONE DEPLOYED – Zero-Intent Field]
Class: Conceptual Suppression
Effect: Suppresses "intent"—people cannot recall reasons, desires, or motives
Secondary Effect: Causes apathy collapse
Objective: Neutralize willpower-based resistance structures
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Lisette stumbled, clutching her head.
Even Takumi faltered.
He looked at the Hall of Lived Words—and for one terrifying moment…
he couldn't remember why it mattered.
Then—
he saw Kio.
Standing at the center of the square.
Tearing a page from the wall and reading it aloud.
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> "My sister dyed her hair red just to annoy me. I said I hated it.
Then she got sick.
I read her that story every day while she healed.
Now I dye mine red every winter, so I don't forget."
---
The field shimmered.
Not broken. Not gone.
But pierced.
Because a reason—even read—was still a reason.
---
Takumi clenched his fist.
There had to be more than defense.
He couldn't just keep saving memories from Spiral.
He needed to make something new.
Something ahead of the story.
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And then—
his system pulsed.
For the first time…
a cursor appeared.
Blinking.
Waiting.
And the prompt read:
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> [You may now write a Draftline.]
A Draftline is not memory.
It is not defense.
It is a claim of the future—a sentence Spiral cannot predict, because it is chosen before it exists.
Warning: Draftlines can collapse timelines if written without truth.
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Takumi hesitated.
Then, very carefully, he wrote:
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"Tomorrow, I will build a tower of stories so high that not even Spiral's ink will reach its top."
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> [Draftline Created]
Anchor Set: 1 Day Forward – Event: Tower of Voices
Resistance Level: 97%
Any attempt to erase Takumi before this event will cause a temporal rupture.
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Lisette leaned on his shoulder.
"You're… making the future now?"
Takumi smiled, weakly.
"No.
I'm just writing it before they can."
---
And far above, Spiral's throne fractured—just slightly.
A page twisted in the wind.
And one of the Architects muttered:
> "He's not playing the story anymore.
He's becoming the author."
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🔹 End of Chapter 29