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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 bar erupts with laughter as Kaelith slams her hand on the table, her voice cutting through the noise like a blade. "The dragon ran away!" she declares, her cyan eyes gleaming with a dangerous light. Her armor, a fusion of traditional craftsmanship and demonic artistry, catches the dim light, its intricate details hinting at a history of battles fought and won. A horned crown rests atop her flowing brown hair, and her armored fingertips grip a cup of ale tightly, as if daring anyone to challenge her.

The bartender, wiping a glass, eyes her warily. "You're in a store right next to the castle. Are you sure you should be talking like this here?"

Kaelith glances around the room. Every patron, from the hardened mercenaries to the wide-eyed children, stares at her with a mix of anger and disgust. She snorts dismissively. "What are they going to do? Throw me out?"