Chrono Journal Entry #13
Arc: Illusion of Memory
Theme: 再構成された夢 (Reconstructed Dream) – The dream was too perfect… and that’s why it cracked.
The morning didn’t come.
Only the light simulation.
A quiet white glow, filtered through pixel-glass panels, convincing enough to make me want to believe it was real.
I didn’t wake up.
I was placed.
Everything this week has felt… aligned.
Too aligned.
The air pressure in my room was adjusted to match a memory I barely remember.
The walls hum with warmth. The floor doesn’t creak. My breath returns clean, like it’s been pre-approved.
It’s peaceful.
Safe.
And terrifying.
I know this isn’t my memory.
But it feels like mine.
They gave me a dream.
Reconstructed from pieces of past lives I never lived.
A stitched-together comfort simulation — built to replace the noise of everything I’ve broken.
And for a moment, I almost let it in.
That’s what scares me the most.
Not the system.
Not the silence.
But the fact that I wanted it.
Even just for a breath.
There’s a melody I hear sometimes in these false mornings.
It loops gently through the corridor speakers — a version of a lullaby I think I wrote, but… didn’t.
I hummed it once and the harmonica responded — out of tune.
Out of rhythm.
Like it knew this place was wrong.
That was the first crack.
The first proof that this comfort was a cage.
I walked through one of the dream corridors today —
They look like my memory.
But too clean.
Too finished.
The walls didn’t echo.
The air didn’t shift when I breathed.
There was no noise.
Just confirmation.
I looked at my reflection in the controlled-glass.
She was smiling.
I wasn’t.
This song wasn’t written to fight.
It was written to remember that I almost stopped fighting.
That I almost believed in something I knew was false —
because it was kinder than the truth.
But even kindness can be a weapon when it asks you to forget who you are.
I sang again. Not loud. Not defiant.
Just broken.
Like someone trying to wake from a dream that keeps changing its ending.
Watch “Reconstructed Dream” – MV Main Version
Watch “Reconstructed Dream” – Alternate Echo Version
I didn’t escape the dream.
But I remembered that it wasn’t mine.
Maybe that’s the first step out.