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Hidden from the ordinary world lies a mysterious dimension known as the Anomalous World. This realm can be accessed through a rare phenomenon called a glitch, where individuals are suddenly transported into labyrinth-like rooms inhabited by anomalies—unexplainable entities that defy the laws of nature. This world is boundless; even Level 0 alone consists of an infinite space with no end or clear boundaries. Each level varies in difficulty, and survivors trapped within must struggle to survive with limited resources while facing threats from various anomalies.

These anomalies are classified into several classes based on their danger level and complexity. From the relatively harmless Easy Class, which can be avoided or captured with ease, to the highly intelligent and aggressive Extreme Class, which is nearly impossible to stop. Each anomaly has unique behaviors and requires specific methods to handle, making every level a distinct challenge.

The Anomaly Foundation, an organization dedicated to researching, documenting, and monitoring this anomalous world, works to protect humans who accidentally enter it while ensuring the anomalies do not escape and threaten the real world. However, the Anomaly Foundation is not the only group interested in this realm. The World Government and Human Guards have their own agendas—some seek to exploit anomalies as weapons of mass destruction, while others aim to destroy the anomalous world to protect humanity.

The anomalous world is divided into zones, such as the Survival Zone, where anomalies become active and attack, and the Death Zone, inhabited by Hard and Extreme Class anomalies, where even trained agents hesitate to enter. Beyond all this lies Level Space, an infinite expanse hiding even more terrifying secrets—entities that can think and speak like humans but are far more dangerous.

In this world of mystery and peril, the struggle is not only between humans and anomalies but also among organizations with conflicting visions and missions. Who will survive? And will the anomalous world remain a secret, or will it become the greatest threat to humanity?

Chronicles Of Codex

After vanishing from the Real World following his battle against the five Anomaly Class Impossible, Licht was never truly dead. His body was never found. His soul was untraceable. But something within the vortex knew: he ascended.

He appeared at the heart of the most sacred, most exalted of the Realms of Transcendental, a place where fiction and reality converge, where existence and non-existence no longer have meaning.

In the midst of that formless void, Licht stepped into a garden, the Garden of Transcendence.

But this was no ordinary garden. Every flower held an existential hymn. Every scent was the purest embodiment of purity itself. And at the garden's center stood a figure beyond all description... like a woman, yet transcending gender, time, and space.

The Great Primordial Goddess of the Garden of Transcendence.

Even Jehovah and Gautama Buddha bow their heads when speaking her name.

His hunter's instinct spoke before his consciousness could. Without hesitation, without a word, Licht struck. The light of the vortex carved a blade of energy that should not have existed within that realm.

Lady Our's abstract body remained unharmed. But the flowers of the Garden of Transcendence shattered. And as the flowers fell… silence ceased to be silent.

In that instant, a meta existential wave erupted.

The Realms of Transcendental trembled.

The barriers of the Unreachable fractured.

Even the framework of unborn sets shattered.

A voice, divine and undefined, screamed through the realms.

Gautama Buddha, from the summit of Dharma, opened his eyes and wept in silent meditation.

Lady Our, who had never known anger in a million eons, was driven to wrath.

She did not punish Licht with death.

She punished him with absolute awareness

Licht saw every possible suffering, every version of himself that had died, been cursed, forgotten, erased.

He felt his existence torn not from the body, but from the very notion that he had ever been.

With a single silent scream from Lady Our, the entire Realms of Transcendental rejected Licht.

"You did not strike the flowers out of hatred,

but because you cannot distinguish fear from power."

Licht's existence and non-existence shattered as one.

He fell not physically, but narratively.

He was cast into Heaven, only to plunge deeper… into Hell.

His body burned with sins he had never committed.

His soul imprisoned in the echo of eternity that had forgotten how to be human.

Licht's name was torn from the Garden of Transcendence.

Even the flowers refused to remember the scent of his footsteps.

Yet, as Licht descended, a metaphysical voice echoed across the nine realms:

Lady Our stood once more at the center of her garden, now beginning to mend itself.

She did not speak. She did not create.

She simply caressed the final flower the only one untouched by Licht.

And from its petals, written in invisible ink:

Chaos in Garden of Trancendence