At that moment I realized that nothing is real peace

Arthur took a deep breath, trying to calm himself. When she opened her eyes, she realized that she was standing in the middle of a strange space - a large library that seemed endless. The towering bookshelves, touching the ceiling in the darkness, stacked into countless vertical horizontal rows. The dim light from the hanging lights in the air shines on books, making them light up a gentle yellow color.

She touched the nearest book. The cover of the old book, but soft, as if it was made from material that did not belong to her world. The title does not write in any language she has ever seen, just strange characters winding like a flow.

She walked slowly between the narrow paths, the sound of shoes touching the floor echoed in the quiet space. This place is completely absent from people, but not calm. There was something in the air - a invisible, gentle but clear presence, as if this library was living, watching her every movement.

Arthur stopped when he heard a small noise. At the end of the book corridor, a book automatically opened, the pages flip back and forth even though no one touched. Strange light emitted from that book, made her feel like she was hypnotized. She approached closer, her hand trembled slightly when placed on the cover of the book.

Arthur was startled and backed when a stream of light suddenly shone down from the towering library. The bright light enveloped the space, making the books seem to fade for a moment. From that light, a shadow appeared, plunging like a lightning bolt. The person's response was strangely gentle, as if the gravity did not affect them.

Standing in front of her is a creature that looks both familiar and strange. He has long sleeves, long slender fingers, white skin like pearls emitting faint light. Behind the back is a large wings, soft and white feathers, but weakly glowing as woven from the moonlight.

That person stood straight, higher than Arthur, his deep eyes were sparkling with silver as if he was looking into her mind. The surrounding atmosphere seems to change as soon as that person appears - it becomes dense, but not stuffy, but as a powerful presence.

"You do not belong to this place," he said. Their voices are gentle but powerful, as if each word has its own weight. "You have entered the library of memories and souls. Why are you here, travelers?"

Arthur swallowed, feeling his heart beat faster. Despite feeling overwhelmed by the presence of this person, she tried to calm down. "I don't know,"

He tilted his head slightly, his wings shook slightly, emitting a sound like a breeze. "Challenge? Perhaps. Or maybe you have been led here for a reason that you do not understand."

That person walked closer, every step did not make a sound, and stopped only a few steps away from her. "In this library, each book contains stories, memories, and the truth of a world. What are you looking for, Arthur?"

Arthur froze. "Do you know my name?"

He smiled slightly, his silver eyes shone the mystery. "I know a lot of things"

Arthur was just about to answer when a sound rang from behind, the sound of footsteps rushed to break the air. She turned back, realizing that the girl had followed her before she was appearing at the top of the path. She gasped, her eyes exuded bewilderment but still tried to keep calm.

Immediately after the girl was two men who chased them before. They stopped when they saw Arthur and the girl, her eyes gladly getting happy for catching up, but then the three suddenly stopped, her eyes widened in astonishment.

They saw the person standing in front of Arthur.

"Story ... What is this?" One of the two men stammered, eyes glued to the creature with white wings behind their backs. His face was distorted between surprises and fear.

People with wings are still standing still, a calm but solemn appearance. Silver eyes glided through each person, as if judging them without a word. The light from the wings makes the space around them more surreal, as if they have stepped out of all the limits of logic and reality.

The girl approached Arthur, slightly pulled her hand, whispering: "That person ... Who is it? What is happening here?"

Arthur did not answer, because she herself did not know how to explain. She can only feel one thing - this person is not something they should confront.

Arthur tried to swallow the fear of being swollen in her heart, her voice trembling slightly but still clear enough to resound in the quiet space. "Where is this place, sir?"

The creature with wings tilted his head slightly, the silver eyes shone the strange light. After a moment of silence, its echoing voice responded, deep and full of authority:

"This is Akashic Record - Eternal Institute. A place contains all knowledge, all memories, and all the truths from every world, all time."

Arthur stood still, his eyes widened. Akashic Record ... A concept that she has only heard in myths and legends only. But now, she is standing among it, feeling the weight of this huge existence covering her.

The girl behind her, still clinging to Arthur's hand, whispered with astonishment: "Every knowledge ... everything? Are we really in such a place?"

The two men also stood froze, no one spoke. Their faces are no longer arrogant or challenging, only confusing and terrified at the greatness of this place.

The creature with wings walks slowly towards one of the huge bookshelves, surfing the slender fingers on the covers of the book, as if they are feeling each hidden story inside. "Everything has existed, all thoughts, all choices, all possibilities ... are recorded here. But not everyone is allowed to enter."

Arthur tried to keep calm, but the feeling was overwhelmed by the greatness of the other creature and this place made her voice smaller. She asked, "Sir ... How do we leave us?"

The creature with wings stopped, silver eyes stared at her, as if we were considering the question. A moment of silence passed before its deep voice and echoing again:

"Leaving this is not a simple thing. Akashic Record is not where anyone wants to come, or want to go. When you complete that purpose, you can leave. "

Arthur felt his heart heavy. She glanced at the girl and two men standing behind her, their eyes were full of worries. "Purpose? Do you want to say that we have to ... look for something here?"

The creature nodded slightly, the wings behind his back vibrated slightly, emitting a moonlight as faint as the moonlight. "Each of you has reasons why you enter this library, whether accidentally or intentionally. I will not only be sugar, because it depends on your own choice. But remember - Tri Thuc Thuc Thuc This place is not for those who are greedy or unworthy. "

Arthur looked directly at the creature in front of him, the hesitation in his eyes was gradually replaced by determination. She took a deep breath, took the courage to ask:

"Sir ... How can I use magic?"

The other creature is silent. Its silver eyes stared at Arthur, as if she was through her thoughts in her heart. A terrifying silence covers the space, making both the girl and the two men behind also held her breath.

After a long time, the creature shook his head, his wings shook slightly. The voice rang, deep and firm, as an unmistakable judgment:

"Never."

Arthur froze, as if he had just been swept by a cold wind. Her heart throbbed before that blunt answer. "Why?" She turned out, her voice almost choked. "I came here, I'm trying ... Why can't you?"

The silver eyes of the creature shine with a cold ray, but its voice is not angry, simply uncompromising truth:

"Because you are not the chosen. Magic is not something that anyone can own. It is not a tool to achieve ambition or to fill fear. Must be the opposite. "

Arthur took a step back, feeling the helplessness crept into each body fiber. But at the same time, she also saw a small flame that gradually burst into her heart - a fire of protest.

"Not the chosen one ..." She muttered, her eyes looked on the floor as if thinking.

The creature with white wings nodded slightly, the silver eyes glowed as if they were understood. After a moment of silence, it said:

"Alright. What has brought you here is one of my doors."

He raised his hand, and in the blink of an eye, a big book appeared on the palm of his hand, the cover of the book as moonlight. The creature looked at Arthur, the girl and two men, and slowly said:

"Inside each book here is hidden in the world. Those worlds correspond to infinite ability, constantly being born and changing. Each world brings in themselves a separate time line of time. , that time continues to produce infinite branches and the parallel world. "

He walked slowly to a nearby bookshelf, stroked his hand on the old book covers, then turned to look at them. "In every world, new books continue to appear, from the past, present, to the future. Inside each book, contains infinite world, infinite time, in time, in The possibility of ... and this loop continues to end endlessly. "

Arthur swallowed, feeling like her mind was reeling in that unimaginable explanation. The organism continues, its voice seems to blend into the vast space of the library:

"Infinite class, infinite book, all are connected together, creating Akashic Record. This is a place without borders, no time, and no rule can impose. But it is because of it. So, your way out is in your own choice. "

Arthan hesitated for a moment, then took his hand to grab the book from the hands of the winged creature. As soon as her finger touched the cover of the book, a strange feeling struck - her body seemed to be stretched, the space around her began to twist.

She felt like she was falling, but not like a free fall, but a feeling of being caught up in an invisible water whirlpool. Her vision became distorted, everything around twisted, blurred like stirring patches. The sound became far away, it seemed that she could hear the whisper of the voice summoned, all echoed in her mind without the origin.

When the chaos reached the peak, it suddenly stopped. Arthur felt a throbbing light behind the eyelids, and then the familiar heavy feeling of her body returned.

She opened her eyes.

Everything is quiet now. In front of her is a familiar ceiling with a few pale stains of the dorm. She blinked, realizing that she was lying on an old bed, the familiar blanket covered with people.

Arthur's heart was still beating in his chest, but gradually calm down. She sat up, looked around. The light from the window flows into the small room, there is no trace of the endless library or winged creatures.

She raised her hand, feeling the cold sweat still on her forehead. "I ... returned?" She whispered, as if she did not believe in herself.

But when her gaze glanced at the table near the bed, she stopped. There, a book was quiet, the cover of the old book but emitted a faint light that she could see.

Arthur swallowed, touching the book. Its cool feeling made her shudder. Obviously, what happens is not a dream. She was really there - in Akashic Record.

Arthur looked up at the clock on the wall, her eyes blinked lightly when she realized it was only 9 pm. Time is still the same, right at the time when she was thrown at Akashic Record.

"So that means time does not change?" She wondered, silently telling in her heart. She felt a strange feeling covering her, as if she had experienced an endless universe, but then returned to the starting point, as if nothing changed.

This contradicted what she had experienced in that huge library, where countless worlds and time intertwined. If there was only a moment passing in this world, then all she saw, all she had experienced in Akashic Record - what? A dream? An illusion?

Arthur placed the book on the table, her hands were still trembling. What the creature is about infinite ability, about the time loop, making everything vague. She stepped back and looked around the familiar dorm room, as if everything was not real. But the book on the table continued to emit faint light, as if provoking her, as if inviting her to come back to find out.

She took a long breath and decided to check everything. She may be back, but she could not be sure that this world was still the reality she knew.

She stood up, her gaze stopped on the glowing book, and a thought in her head. Is it all that she has experienced, only part of the countless parallel worlds that Akashic Record contains?

The questions without answers began to surround the mind of Arthur, but she knew that she could not stop. She must better understand herself, about the book, and about everything that happened. Although the time here did not change, what she had experienced ... certainly meaningful.

Although Arthur's mind was still reeling with questions that had no solution, her body felt heavy and tired. The exhaustion from the journey in Akashic Record plus the strange experience she had just experienced made her unable to stand it anymore.

She leaned down on the bed, gently pulled the blanket on her body, and although there were still many unknown things, her body could not resist the drowsiness that was rising. Her thoughts began to fade, as if a fog covered her mind, then fell asleep.

Sleep comes quickly, as a temporary liberation from the jumble of reality and illusion. Meanwhile, the book is still on the table, the faint light continues to emit, as if waiting for a new moment, a new decision from her.

But now, in a deep sleep, Arthur did not know where her dream could take her, and whether she would see Akashic Record again. The strange feeling of time is distorted, of the parallel world, still present in her, as a reminder that everything has not ended.

When the morning light passes through the window, Arthur slowly opened his eyes. The first feeling she realized was a mild headache, as if everything in her head had just been disturbed. She put her hand on her forehead, feeling her skin still moist from sweat, it seemed that her body had not completely recovered after a strange experience yesterday.

She sat up, looked around the dorm room that was still the same, everything did not seem to change, but her mind was full of questions. The words of the winged creature resounded in her mind: "You will never use magic."

She recalled the moment when that creature mentioned the choice and rules of Akashic Record. It feels like being lost something important, as if magic, something she did not know she was able to use, suddenly cut off from her hand.

"Never ..." Arthur muttered, his eyes looked down at the book still on the table. She wondered if the words of creatures were really true. Will she not be capable, or just not enough to understand it?

She stood up, walked to the table, and put her hand on the book. It was as cool as the last time, but the faint light was off, leaving only the cover of the book smoothly, there was no special sign.

Arthur left the dorm room, the feeling of her mind was still vague, but at least she made a decision. She walked to the school's cafeteria, where the warm light shone through the window, and the peaceful early morning atmosphere. She needs breakfast, to regain energy and prepare for the next questions.

When she approached the dining table, the three of them had previously despised her, now standing there, his expression and somewhat apologetic. Arthur paused a bit when they saw them, those who often despised her, and the mocking words they often let go now completely opposite. One of them, whom she remembered was always challenging, now very different.

He bowed his head, his voice awkward but also full of sincerity:

"Ah, hey ... We have said bad words now, insulting you ... Let us apologize."

Arthur looked at the other three, their faces were no longer arrogant or contempt. Instead, they seemed confused, as if they had just gone through something they didn't fully understand. She may see a significant change in their eyes.

One of the other people, who was quiet, nodded in agreement: "Yes, we really don't mean to insult you. Sorry, we ... was wrong."

Arthur stood silently, not in a hurry to respond immediately. Although their changes seem honestly, she still could not help but remember the words they had said, the contempt for her before.

After a moment of silence, she looked directly at them, feeling the strangeness present in the air. "I don't need you to apologize," she said, his voice was regular but resolute. "If you really understand, then apologizing is not enough. Action is important."

The other three stood still, a little embarrassing appeared on their faces. They said nothing more, just standing there and letting Arthur's words rang in the air.

Arthur was about to leave when the woman in the other three people stepped up, her eyes seemed sincere, different from the arrogant attitude before. The girl bowed her head, her voice was gentle but somewhat grateful:

"... Thanks yesterday for helping us out there."

Arthur was dumb, partly because of the unexpected change of this woman, the rest was because she did not remember what she did special to help them. She scratched her head gently, smiling wryly:

"I didn't do anything."

The woman looked at her for a while, then shook her head slightly. "If you didn't say it, we would have been killed. My feeling was that creature was very hostile to us."

Arthur stood back, the woman's words surprised her. A feeling of hard to describe in her heart when she heard the word "kill." She recalled the winged creature in Akashic Record, but its words were calm, but it was very sure, it seemed that it could impose everything without whose consent. But what the woman said made her feel the hostility she had never seen during her time.

"Hostile?" Arthur muttered, then looked up at the girl, his face was bewildered. "I ... can't feel it. The creature doesn't say anything but very ... logic."

The other girl sighed, her face was a bit austere. "Maybe it's not its goal. But we ... we felt the threat. It didn't want us to escape."

Arthur swallowed, trying to stretch everything. She recalled the feeling of meeting that creature. It did not show hostility or want to harm her, but the words of the woman made her doubt.

"So ..." Arthur said slowly, "Maybe I helped you without realizing?"

The woman nodded, her eyes were somewhat filled with gratitude. "Thank you so much. If not you, we don't know what it would be like."

Arthur looked at the other three again. She realized that in their eyes now no longer contempt or malicious intent as before. All now only silence and debt feel. She could not deny the change in their attitude, and that made her feel somewhat relieved.

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When people start eating, the air becomes more comfortable. Shiina, with a gentle smile, was the first to speak, breaking silence.

"Ah, my name is Shiina," the girl said, carefully tiptoed a piece of bread and put it on her mouth. "Thanks for helping us yesterday."

Arthur smiled back. "My name is Arthur. Nice to meet you."

Kazu, one of the two boys, nodded and raised his hand. "I am Kazu. Thank you for saving us from Akashic Record. Really we don't know what to do without you."

Azama, the other, also quickly introduced himself. "I am Azama. I think we can all learn a lot from each other after this meeting."

All three of them were open and sincere, and a friendly atmosphere was gradually created. Arthur felt quite pleasant, although she was still confused by what happened.

While they have breakfast and chat, the conversation gradually switches to questions about Akashic Record and the strange experiences they have just experienced. Shiina began to tell what she felt when she was taken to that endless library.

"We clearly feel the hostility from that creature," Shiina said, his gaze seriously. "It is not just a normal creature. Everything in Akashic Record is too strange, and I can't stop feeling the threat from it."

Kazu and Azama also nodded in agreement. "It doesn't want us to escape," Kazu said, his voice deep down. "But fortunately, Arthur, you helped us realize that we can find a way out."

Arthur could not help but feel surprised. "Me? I just ... just say it." She still did not fully understand the meaning of her actions, but it seems that her unconscious words have deeply influenced them.

Azama took a sip of coffee and looked at Arthur sincerely. "Sometimes, the smallest actions can change the whole life. Thank you for standing out, even though you don't know what you did."

Arthur looked into the eyes of each person in the group, feeling an unexpected connection. They are those who have despised her, but now the friends she can share and learn.