Here, in this chaotic mess of incoherency, is a record of memories from a land sealed off from society. Recollection of a past life, yet one that bleeds into the present. The events recounted here may not connect with Undefined Fantastic Object, or any official source about Touhou Project. This is a seperate version of Gensokyo, one lost to time. Unfortunately, this Gensokyo will forever only be a distant memory, a hazy vision of danmaku and orientalism.

The stories told here are truthful, and those mentioned in this compendium did exist. If Gensokyo is still out there, I hope they are doing well.