The rain fell quietly over the city of Lumeris.
People walked past each other, their glowing fate scripts hovering above their heads—names, ranks, futures… all visible.
"Merchant. Mid Rank. Will die at 63."
"Knight. High Rank. Glory awaits."
Everything was decided.
Everything was known.
Everything…
Except him.
Sayan stood in the middle of the street, drenched, silent… invisible in the loudest way possible.
A man bumped into him.
"Watch it—"
The man paused.
Blink.
"…huh?"
His eyes went blank.
He turned around and kept walking.
He forgot.
Again.
Sayan didn't react. He was used to it.
He always was.
He walked into a small shop.
The bell rang.
"Welcome—"
The shopkeeper smiled… then frowned.
"Did someone come in?"
Sayan stood right in front of him.
"…Right."
He sighed and picked up a piece of bread.
He placed coins on the table.
The shopkeeper looked down.
"Oh, money… must've sold something."
No question. No memory.
Just… acceptance.
Sayan stepped outside.
Rain hit his face harder now.
"Am I even… alive?" he muttered.
No answer.
There never was.
Then—
Something changed.
A flicker.
Above his head… something appeared.
Not a fate script.
Not a name.
But a broken line of glowing text:
[ERROR: SUBJECT NOT FOUND IN FATE SYSTEM]
Sayan froze.
For the first time in his life…
The world acknowledged him.
Suddenly—
A scream echoed.
"HELP!!"
Sayan turned.
A girl was being dragged into an alley by a masked man.
People passed by.
Ignored it.
Not because they didn't care…
But because their fate didn't allow interference.
Sayan moved.
Fast.
He grabbed the attacker's arm.
The man turned.
"Who—"
He blinked.
Confusion.
Fear.
"…who are you?"
For the first time…
Someone didn't forget immediately.
Sayan tightened his grip.
"I don't know," he said quietly.
And for the first time…
That answer felt powerful.
The attacker pulled a knife—
Too slow.
Sayan moved instinctively.
Something inside him… snapped open.
Time slowed.
The glowing fate line above the attacker flickered.
And then—
Sayan touched it.
[FATE FRAGMENT ACQUIRED]
The world went silent.
The attacker collapsed.
Unconscious.
The girl stared at Sayan, trembling.
"You… saved me…"
She stepped closer.
Sayan didn't move.
Didn't breathe.
Didn't hope.
She looked directly into his eyes.
And didn't forget.
"Who are you?"
Sayan hesitated.
Then slowly said—
"…Sayan."
For the first time in his life…
His name didn't disappear.
Above his head—
A new line appeared:
Name: Sayan
Title: The Unwritten One
Status: Unknown
And far beyond the sky—
Something ancient…
Opened its eyes.