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(Prologue)
(An Introduction)
Hello. I'm sure you're wondering what this is all about. We all are. This is not a story about a 16-year-old boy who is picked on and discovers a magical puzzle in the 21st century like so many others. No, this is a story of a man. A man who is lost in a world not quite like his own.
Namely: me.
Yes, well. I believe an introduction is in order. My name is— Well, my name is of no importance. All you need to know is that this story is told from my point of view, and mine alone. After all, that's all I am in this world. It's just showing through stronger than ever now.
Though my friends try their best, and for that I am grateful, they cannot fill the void in my heart, mind, and soul. After all, the living don't know what true isolation is. But believe me, you who is sitting there, reading this now, and thinking this to be another random story with another random plot… Believe me, you'll find out one day.
I assure you, this story is true, and had really happened. Maybe not in the sense you "think" of as real, but it is. From the mornings in which one of us has slept in late to the ancient prophecies etched in gold. It is all true.
My friends… my Aibou… They were with me through thick and thin. I knew I could trust them no matter what, and they could trust me. But then… that just makes the betrayal all the more bitter, doesn't it?
Forgive me. You did not need to know any of that. At least, not yet you didn't.
I thank you for taking the time to read this. It means a lot that you would listen to the tale of an old ghost.