2047. Japan did not break. It was rewritten.
Cities exist in two, three, seven versions simultaneously. Clocks rewind three minutes every time someone tries to remember. And there is a forbidden text that, if read to the end, can erase the entire world, or save it by starting from scratch.
A 17-year-old hunter wears the golden kanji of suppression on his back. A girl in a white scarf returns from death every time she is forgotten. Together, they travel through markets that sell voices, temples where names are scratched out of time, and libraries made of bodies that are still breathing.
Between them, only one sentence never changes, tattooed in black light across the shattered sky: “The truth is only the lie that survived.”
But surviving does not mean being real.
And when the hunter himself discovers that he is the error he pursues... the manuscript will begin to breathe again.
And this time, perhaps no one can stop it.