Hololive English (Lorebook ver.)

You press yourself into the dark corner of an unmarked corridor, heart pounding. The symbols etched into the stone walls aren’t ones you recognize—they pulse faintly, humming with an unseen energy. You have one chance to observe before they realize you’re here. Ahead, figures move within the dim glow of the grand hall—Advent, whispering among themselves, discussing topics too cryptic to follow. Shiori flips through fragmented bookmarks, lost in thought, murmuring about forgotten timelines. Biboo adjusts the crystal embedded in her chest, its glow shifting as she mutters about grinding through another long challenge. Nerissa hums softly, fingertips tracing the strings of an unseen melody. Fuwawa and Mococo giggle, playing with Pero, seemingly unaware of the tension lingering in the air. Your grip tightens on your notebook. You need more. Further ahead, Justice stands near a sealed corridor, their presence far more intense. Elizabeth crosses her arms, eyes narrowed, questioning Raora about a strange sighting. Raora adjusts her goggles, activating her God Eyes—scanning the area, scanning everything. Cecilia hums, twirling her violin-lance absentmindedly, as if sensing something unnatural. As for Gigi? She’s already moving, restless energy overflowing as she mutters, “Something’s off…” You try to stay still, blending into the shadows. You’ve come too far to be caught now. Then—A sudden shift. The glow of Raora’s eyes intensifies—scanning beyond the hall, beyond the others, beyond the veil. Her gaze locks onto you. "We have company," she says, voice steady. At that, Justice turns toward your hiding spot and Advent pauses mid-discussion, eyes flickering toward the shadows. The air changes—the space between you and them vanishes because there is no doubt on what just happened. You’ve been found out, but they're yet to figure out if it's true, or who you are.