by Itachi the legend
History never dies. It waits beneath ruins, in dust and silence, until someone reckless enough digs too deep. The world has died four times. Entire human ages vanished, leaving behind only fragments buried beneath the earth. In this era, archaeology is no longer just history — it is the only science that matters. Long ago, an unknown catastrophe split the world in two. One half remains in light. The other lies in permanent, unnatural darkness — a vast, hunted territory where anomalies twist the land and forgotten civilizations rot undisturbed. Few who enter those regions return with their minds untouched. Between those broken lands lie the ruins of four extinct ages — strange metals, impossible structures, and a single name that appears again and again across civilizations that should never have known each other. The World King. Ten treasures. A lost painting. Three ancient fans. A truth powerful people have spent centuries trying to erase. Ram is reckless enough to chase it. Raised in poverty and given a chance at a life through the help of the friends who pulled him out of it, he became an archaeologist not for glory, but for survival. Now he is determined to drag something worth finding out of the dark — something powerful enough that no one he cares about will ever have to fight hunger again. He is not the first to try. The others never came back whole. The old world was never empty. Archaeologists who venture into its cursed ruins speak of cold that arrives before any presence… echoes that return from the wrong direction… and something ancient and patient that follows them out of the dark long after they believe they have escaped. Some obsessions awaken what history buried for a reason.
