The Divine Archive of Eternal Memory stood as a monument to the impossible—a structure that existed simultaneously across seventeen dimensional planes, its crystalline spires reaching into spaces that predated the establishment of physics itself. For three millennia, it had served as the repository of divine consciousness, housing the accumulated awareness of gods who had transcended physical existence to become pure information.
No unauthorized being had ever entered its sacred halls. No force in the known universe possessed the capability to breach its defenses. The Archive existed in a state of perpetual invulnerability, protected by consciousness patterns that operated beyond the reach of conventional reality.
Today, a seven-year-old child named Lio was going to walk through its front entrance.