Chrono Journal Entry #03
Arc: Escape
Theme: 空虚な記憶 (Empty Memories) – A memory erased, yet still hurting.
There are places in my mind I know I didn’t lock, but I can’t open anymore.
I sat alone beneath the rusted pipeline scaffolds tonight — the place with the dripping light and the soundless breeze. I played, but nothing came out the way it should. Every breath felt like it touched something missing, like the melody had holes in it.
Like I had holes in me.
They erased so many things from us. They didn’t just mute our voices — they unthreaded our pasts. You don’t realize how much was taken until you feel an ache you can’t name. I don’t remember my mother’s face clearly, only how her absence shaped the silence around me.
I don’t remember what I was supposed to be afraid of — only that I’ve always flinched at joy.
The third song started with hesitation, just a hum. I let it grow slowly, but something tugged it back every time. Like a memory with its spine broken. Like a thought the system interrupted mid-sentence.
It hurts in the most fragile way.
Not loud.
Just real.
A part of me wonders if this pain is even mine.
Could it be that they didn’t just delete memories — they replaced them?
What if I’m singing a song written by someone I never knew, from a time I never lived…
but I feel it like it was mine?
I keep looking at the harmonica, expecting it to give me answers. But it only returns breath. No more. No less.
Sometimes that’s the cruelest honesty of all.
I played three notes today. Only three.
The first was sharp, the second cracked, the third — empty.
But they rang through the steel corridor behind me like echoes from someone else’s past.
Maybe someone else once stood here.
Maybe they played the same notes.
Maybe that’s why I can feel them even now — in places my mind can’t reach, but my voice still remembers.
Watch “Empty Memories” – MV Main Version
Watch “Empty Memories” – Alternate Echo Version
There is a grief that comes not from losing what you loved…
but from realizing you never got the chance to.