“Welcome, young guests… to the Royal Library. You may look about you freely—nothing here is hidden from sight. Not anymore.

These books, as you see them now, are open.
But they were not always so.

For many years, these volumes were sealed by royal decree… not out of neglect, but out of necessity. What rests within these pages—these records, these accounts—was once considered too unsettling for the public eye. Too… real.

I am the Keeper of this collection. Once appointed by crown and court… now bound to it, long after both have faded. It is my duty to guide you, and to warn you.

Within these pages, you will encounter figures and stories that may feel familiar. Some are drawn from real lives, carefully recorded. Others… from legends whispered so often, they began to leave impressions of their own. All are presented for your understanding… and your entertainment.

You may also notice certain placements—small notices, preserved within the text. They are not by accident. They point to real galleries, real archives, real works that still exist beyond these walls. Should you seek them, you shall visit them… just as they are described.

Now… you may see everything here.
That is what makes this place different.

Nothing is concealed. Nothing is imagined into darkness.
It is all… visible.

And that, I’m afraid… is precisely why it was closed.

So read carefully.
Speak only in whispers.

For in a library such as this…
it is not the darkness you must fear—

…but the things you can clearly see.