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Who is Aether? Wasn’t he Leonardo just a while ago? No way… the Museum, him? He can’t survive in there. The number of beings and phenomena are absurd. A mere miner couldn’t possibly—

From Leonardo to Aether, he is now a tour guide. Knock. Wake up. He is here to guide you, from the highest realm to the lowest era. He knows every hole, every cult, nothing too small or too hidden in a realm brimming with mysteries. His story—his original story—has brought together hundreds of races.

His vision awakening in the Museum, his eyes shining as bright as stars upon opening them—was it heaven at first? It’s more like hell now. He’s diverged from his original path, now fully entangled in the Museum, no longer just an era, a mere thought, or a simple story.

He is a practical officer among the five tour guides.

The eras continue to form, the copies continue shaping concepts, and the sages continue to watch over 21 realms. But his story has only just begun. From floor to floor, wonder to wonder—he is lucky to be the son.

From the brightest city to the farthest reaches of the 20th realm, evolution, an impediment to the term "growth," this is Aether. Your, yes, your, uninvited guest.


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Museum Of Narratives

The book closed slowly, as if with a mind of its own, then burst open again with a sudden, almost violent energy. Aether staggered back, startled. It wasn't the first time this had happened, but the intensity still sent a shock through him. The first page revealed itself once more, pristine yet ancient.

"Does it always do that?" Aether muttered, his voice low and wary, as though afraid the book would hear him.

Before Ryuji could respond, the ink on the page began to shift and rise, curling into sentences that seemed alive.

The words formed in an elegant, formal script, each letter dripping with meaning. Aether stared at the page, his brow furrowed in thought. Slowly, he turned to Ryuji, who stood at his side, arms crossed and skeptical.

"What do you see?" Aether asked, his tone careful, measured.

God