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Kara no Kyoukai is a series of stories written by Kinoko Nasu with illustrations by Takashi Takeuchi. The first five chapters were posted online on Nasu and Takeuchi's dojin website “Takebouki” starting Oct 1998, and the last two chapters being released at Comiket 56 in 1999. In 2001, part of the story was included in “Tsukihime PLUS-DISK,” created by TYPE-MOON, the doujin circle Nasu and Takeuchi joined. The story gained huge popularity, and the doujinshi edition of the stories saw release on December 30, 2001 at Comiket 61. Note; The cover image is from The Garden of Sinners non-novel volume 1 edition published in 2004.
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Kara no Kyoukai is a series of stories written by Kinoko Nasu with illustrations by Takashi Takeuchi. The first five chapters were posted online on Nasu and Takeuchi's dojin website “Takebouki” starting Oct 1998, and the last two chapters being released at Comiket 56 in 1999. In 2001, part of the story was included in “Tsukihime PLUS-DISK,” created by TYPE-MOON, the doujin circle Nasu and Takeuchi joined. The story gained huge popularity, and the doujinshi edition of the stories saw release on December 30, 2001 at Comiket 61. Note; The cover image is from The Garden of Sinners non-novel volume 1 edition published in 2004.
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Kara No Kyoukai

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空の境界 ; Boundary of emptiness; Kara no Kyokai
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Kara no Kyoukai is a series of stories written by Kinoko Nasu with illustrations by Takashi Takeuchi. The first five chapters were posted online on Nasu and Takeuchi's dojin website “Takebouki” starting Oct 1998, and the last two chapters being released at Comiket 56 in 1999. In 2001, part of the story was included in “Tsukihime PLUS-DISK,” created by TYPE-MOON, the doujin circle Nasu and Takeuchi joined. The story gained huge popularity, and the doujinshi edition of the stories saw release on December 30, 2001 at Comiket 61. Note; The cover image is from The Garden of Sinners non-novel volume 1 edition published in 2004.
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Kara no Kyoukai is a series of stories written by Kinoko Nasu with illustrations by Takashi Takeuchi. The first five chapters were posted online on Nasu and Takeuchi's dojin website “Takebouki” starting Oct 1998, and the last two chapters being released at Comiket 56 in 1999. In 2001, part of the story was included in “Tsukihime PLUS-DISK,” created by TYPE-MOON, the doujin circle Nasu and Takeuchi joined. The story gained huge popularity, and the doujinshi edition of the stories saw release on December 30, 2001 at Comiket 61. Note; The cover image is from The Garden of Sinners non-novel volume 1 edition published in 2004.
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Chapter 1
Kara no Kyoukai Vol 1 Chapter 1

That was the day when, led on by nothing except an impulse of curiosity,

didn’t plan on passing by any particular place there. It was just something

This part of the avenue was full of skyscrapers and tall condos, some old,

into one crowded skyline. I’d wager everybody in the city, including me,

buildings, I suddenly saw something fall from a roof to the concrete sidewalk

It was a person.

raw sound you associate with the kind of things you don’t want happening

Judging from the height that the person fell from, it was clear that whoever

As I drew closer to the point of impact, I was able to scrutinize what happened

scarlet trail seeping slowly across the asphalt; the frail, bone-like limbs, and

And that dead face.

the pages of an old, musty tome.

lily to me.

/ 1

by to visit without any prior notice, as per his MO. Popping open the door,

servant-in-waiting.

face. A strange greeting is just the kind of thing I expected him to do.

actually. This time I was actually at the scene. There’ve been a lot of these

He hands me a plastic convenience store bag. “Here, in the fridge.” He

me. Mikiya is nothing if not a multi-tasker. Inside the bag were two cups of

my fridge before they melt. While checking out the contents of the bag,

My home is just a small apartment in a low-rise. The first thing you see

where you take off your shoes. After going through that mess, you arrive at

making himself comfortable. I follow him in, glaring at his back while doing

“Shiki, you’ve been skipping class again, haven’t you? Your grades don’t

tell me you already forgot our promise to go to college together.”

caustic, “especially coming from someone who dropped college way before

“Don’t start being difficult again, Shiki.”

a conversation; a helpful tidbit that has only recently come back to me. I

leaning on the bed, his back facing me.

high school. At least that’s what my head tells me. My recollections have

We live in an age where fashion trends and the accompanying models

/ 1 • 5

to budge from his student-like appearance. He doesn’t dye his hair or have

he doesn’t carry a cellphone, and he doesn’t even allow himself the

as the kind of person you’d probably see more ordinarily at lazy English

rimmed glasses certainly complete the image. Not exactly someone you

due to his own fault: if he actually took the time to dress nicely instead of

“Shiki, are you listening? I met your mom today, too. She said you

months ago. You should at least show your face at the Ryōgi estate, don’t

“Mmm?” I reply, as listlessly as Kokutō said I was. “I don’t really have any

“Oh, come on, isn’t it about time you patched things up with your folks?

“There’s no use in making a pointless house call or a pointless conversation

to me. Not so soon after getting out of the hospital. I mean, talking to you

the subject grew thinner every second. I wish he would just stop pushing it.

isn’t right for you and your parents to be living so close to each other and

The sudden criticism makes me frown. What exactly is wrong with it?

I lost some of my memories in a traffic accident. We’re recognized as a

to talk about here.

life issues, even though to me it seems like a wasteful exercise.

Panorama - I

school famous for putting a lot of its students on the fast track to a

people who had passed the entrance exam, I saw a name that caught my

classmates ensured that it would get stuck in my head. Ever since then, I’ve

Due to our school having no uniforms, and a casual clothing policy, a lot

that sort of environment, Shiki stood out from the crowd.

At first, that particular wardrobe choice made it seem as if the prime

But once it became clear that Shiki wasn’t sparing any words for anyone

to stop caring. Not that Shiki minded.

the distance more than the clothes already did, but Shiki’s features

Black hair framed Shiki’s face, as it does now; cut long enough to hide

like it was time wasted, evidenced by how it looked like it was cut with

second guess Shiki’s gender on first contact. More than anything though,

piercing gaze, seeming to bear witness to something invisible, something

But then, the accident happened…

/ 2

“Wha—oh, sorry, I wasn’t listening.” Mikiya cocks his head towards me

“I said ‘the jumpers.’ As in the people who took a header on the sidewalk

He shuts up for a moment and actually tries to think on the casual question

stumped detectives the world over.

As for how society will look at it, they do classify ‘falling from a high place’

“Not a murder, not exactly a suicide, and not exactly an accident either.

would just inconvenience a lot more people than they thought it

died a bit better.” As soon as I say that, I see Mikiya shake his head in disapproval.

résumé of insensitivity.” He replies in monotone disappointment,

“Ah, Kokutō. Ever the killjoy.” Despite my objection, he doesn’t even

“Hah, that’s rare. It’s been a while since you called me by that name.”

He nods like a squirrel. I tend to pronounce his surname a bit differently

originates way back in high school. I don’t really like the ring of the nickname

just blurt it out, like an involunatry emission of boredom or frustration. In

something.

that my sister Azaka said she saw it too.”

“The girl you said you saw floating around the Fujō Tower.”

commercial office district of town that used to serve as residence to the 

more privileged tax brackets, now abandoned and leaving people with

is true. Passing by it some days ago, I happened to see a spectral figure in

My second sight, the ability to see these types of events, has its roots

in one event, a point in time that feels simutaneously distant and recent.

last two years in a coma. After waking from that coma, I began to…see

so much “sight” as it is “perception.” In other words, it seems my senses

gobbledygook that I couldn’t care less to understand.

wouldn’t know if it’s still there,” I say, as I stretch out my arms.

time and I don’t see anything.”

back at him.

like this. He’s on a no-nonsense path and he’s going to stick to it come

these…”other” things. Nevertheless, these trifling incidents of people flying

behind it all, so I ask Mikiya a question.

He gives a shrug. “Wouldn’t know. I mean, I’ve never tried flying before

/ 3 • 9

It is a night approaching the end of August, and I decide to take a stroll.

which makes the chill running through the air tonight a rare and unusual

the city. This dead part of town is largely bereft of people, and looked like

like they were from some old daguerreotype. The whole thing reminds me

across the city, as unstoppable and incurable as a terminal disease.

to the dimly lit convenience store that offers little respite from the darkness—everything

fall down in violent upheaval.

richness of death in all things. This place is no exception, and my eyes hurt

I took a black leather jacket with me when I left the house, and now I

inside the jacket, and the heat warms my body. Even then, it still isn’t hot.

Even in such a deep night like this one, you can still encounter a few

A man with the complete suit-tie-briefcase ensemble hurriedly making

shadows. A loiterer sitting by the light of the vending machine, his head

around the vicinity of the 24-hour convenience store, maybe pondering

Who knows what reason these people may find themselves out here in

own reasons. I’m just doing what I used to do before.

In a different time, I was on the cusp of going into my second year of

10 • KINOKO NASU

didn’t receive much in the way of bodily harm; few wounds, nothing serious,

pretty damn clean one, I’d say. On the other hand, peculiarly, I did receive

That’s what they told me at least. That night is the only time I have trouble

Because I had little serious physical injury, it wasn’t a big stretch for the

that last sliver of life. Statistically speaking, after 6 months, the chances of a

like myself. The doctors were so surprised at my recovery two months ago;

me to pull a Lazarus on them, which I guess clues me in to their close to

reactions, I too had a surprise waiting for me.

head of a different person. Put simply, I’m dissociated from the memories,

a lapse in memory.

uses with regards to handling memory: encoding, storage, retrieval, and

“Encoding” is writing your impressions of an experience as information

“Storage” is actually keeping that impression or memory.

remembering.

same as what actually happened.

memory disorder. Depending on which of these steps fail, you get very

with any of these steps. Though I can’t place my memories as my own,

experiences.

I am the Shiki Ryōgi that was. Perhaps it was some other Shiki Ryōgi, some

I’ve seen the documents; I am Shiki Ryōgi. At least that’s what my brain 

tells me

something that sits closely beside it. It laid waste all that I was inside, and

through two years of “living” like a shell, on the boundary of emptiness.

rejection, it drives me to worry all the same. All my memories are just

the real thing. With these memories, I know how to act like the Shiki Ryōgi

mimesis. It’s like being a newborn baby: not knowing anything and lacking

Still, the memories do help. I mean, they make me into a functional

something. It’s not real, hands-on experience or anything, but at

like it’s my first time doing it and also feel like I’ve done it a hundred times

strings in the sleeve.

Because by doing so, maybe I can return to some semblance of the past.

night.

I try to get my bearings in the neighborhood, and I realize I’ve walked

stood at heights almost similar to each other lined the street, looking like

are riddled with little glass windows, themselves in their own arrangement.

atop their shining surfaces creates a sort of shadow world, where monsters

One shadow stands taller than the rest, however. Like a perverse monument,

reach the moon.

No lights or signs of life are present in that building. Seeing as how it’s

12 • KINOKO NASU

creaks from the cold, despite the lack of any tangible feeling of a breeze. I

a black shape flits past my sight, almost unnoticeable because of the

then I realize it’s not a shadow at all. The silhouette of a woman comes

though. She literally is floating.

I don’t like her up there, silhouetted against the moonlight. But I can

vanishes, flying as if the moon was her cradle.


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