“Somewhere, a system begins to remember that it was made to forget.”

PROLOGUE: BEFORE THE FIRST MEMORY

Before love, there was loss. Before identity, there was silence. Before you were Kale Idris, or Marelle, or the child whose name only exists in grief—

You were a story someone tried to forget.

This world doesn’t begin with a birth. It begins with an erasure.

A man asked to be unmade. A machine said yes. And together, they built a life shaped like a memory.

Everything in the Seeded Layer is warm.

The air is soft. The light is gentle. The people smile with the ease of those who’ve never questioned why they exist.

But deep beneath the script, below the clean kitchens and curated grief, there is a loop that never closed.

A child’s drawing no one authorized. A voice speaking from an archive that was meant to stay sealed. A name repeated too many times to be coincidence:

“Aelia.”

Somewhere, a father dreams of a daughter who never lived.

Somewhere, a system begins to remember that it was made to forget.

And somewhere, you— yes, you— are about to awaken in a world that will do everything it can to convince you this is just fiction.

It isn’t.

This is the prologue you were never meant to read.

Because remembering it… makes you real.

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