1. The First Step Into the Primordial Breath

Kazumitsu entered the world of A

as if stepping into the first moment of creation.

Light did not shine here—

it unfolded,

spreading outward in slow, deliberate waves,

as though the universe were inhaling for the very first time.

There were no objects,

no boundaries,

no names.

Only expansion.

Only the widening of existence.

Kazumitsu felt the air vibrate with a single sound—

a long, open breath:

“A—”

It was not spoken.

It was the universe itself.

2. The Landscape That Creates Itself

The world of A did not exist before he arrived.

It was forming around him,

responding to his presence

like ripples forming around a stone dropped into still water.

Where he looked,

light gathered.

Where he stepped,

space stretched.

Kazumitsu realized:

“This world is not a place.

It is a beginning.”

The world of A was the blueprint of all worlds—

the raw expansion from which every universe

takes its first breath.

3. The Voice Without a Speaker

As he walked,

the sound of A deepened,

layering itself into harmonics

that felt like memories of creation.

Then a voice emerged—

not from a person,

not from the air,

but from the vibration itself.

It said:

“Every universe begins with a widening.

Every life begins with a breath.

Every consciousness begins with a question.”

Kazumitsu listened,

feeling the words resonate in his bones.

The voice continued:

“You are here to remember

how existence begins.”

4. The First Law of Expansion

A sphere of light rose before him,

pulsing gently,

like a heart learning to beat.

Inside it,

Kazumitsu saw the structure of the vowel A:

• a widening arc

• a horizon opening

• a force that pushes outward

• a promise of form yet to come

The voice spoke again:

“A is the force that says:

‘Let there be space.’

Without expansion,

nothing can appear.”

Kazumitsu understood.

A was not merely a sound.

It was the first movement of the universe.

5. The Memory of His Own Beginning

As he stood in the expanding light,

Kazumitsu felt something stir within him—

a memory older than his childhood,

older than his dreams.

He remembered

the moment he first became aware,

the moment consciousness ignited within him.

It, too, had begun with a widening.

A sudden opening.

A breath.

He whispered:

“I began with A.”

And the world around him

brightened in response.

6. The Path Forward

The light of A gathered itself

into a single beam,

stretching toward a distant horizon.

Kazumitsu knew

this was the path to the next world—

the next vowel,

the next principle of existence.

The voice spoke one last time:

“To understand the universe,

you must walk through its sounds.

A is the beginning.

But beginnings are only doors.”

Kazumitsu stepped forward,

and the world of A dissolved into brilliance.

Ahead of him waited the world of I—

the world of identity,

the vertical line of consciousness.

His journey had only just begun.