【Japanese Horror】The Digital Priestess — Episode 11: Erased | Haunted Kaidan Tales

September 19, 2025

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The Digital Priestess: Erased

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Morning.
Kenichi woke with a deep sense of unease.
There was no notification from Miko Weather this time.
Instead, it was a heavy feeling in his chest that dragged him out of bed.

(“Someone you hold dear will disappear”… What’s going to happen today?)

Who would disappear?
Or would something be destroyed instead?
With that anxiety tightening in his chest, Kenichi headed to campus.

He walked into the classroom and took his usual seat.
His friends around him were chatting like always.
No one seemed to notice anything strange.

(…Wait. Is nothing really happening?)

He glanced around the room—and something felt off.
Tanaka wasn’t there.

He remembered Tanaka had been absent yesterday too, so he asked one of his friends nearby.

“Hey, is Tanaka out again today?”

“…Huh? Who?”

Kenichi’s mind stalled for a second.

“Tanaka. He’s in our seminar, right? The guy who’s always complaining about everything—kinda sharp-tongued.”

“Uhh… I don’t think I know anyone like that?”

The friend’s face was completely serious.
No jokes, no teasing—just honest confusion.

(…No way… It’s just a coincidence, right?)

He tried asking someone else.

“He wasn’t in seminar yesterday either. Tanaka, remember?”

“Uh… sorry, who?”

(This… can’t be happening.)

The panic started to build.
Was this some kind of prank?
Was there a hidden camera somewhere?

“You’re joking, right? Remember the seminar trip last year? He was the one gaming the whole time—Tanaka. You saw him, right?”

“Uh… sorry… I really have no idea who you’re talking about.”

There were no awkward chuckles.
No one laughed it off.
No one reacted to the name “Tanaka.”

And that made everything feel even more unreal.

(…So that notification yesterday…)

Something had disappeared.
But it was too quiet.
Too natural.
So seamless that no one noticed.

Or maybe—no one could notice?

In class, Kenichi tried to take notes, but his hand kept stopping.
Tanaka’s face kept floating up in his mind.

After class, he went to the seminar room alone.
He thought about checking the roster—
but stopped himself.

(…If his name really isn’t there…)

It would make everything feel real.
Too real.

He could feel Tanaka’s face, his voice, his usual complaints—fading.
And yet, the memory that he was here remained.

(…Maybe I’m the one losing it.)

The world was just too quiet.

He opened LINE on his phone.
No chat history with Tanaka.
When he searched for him—nothing.

“No matching friends found.”

(That’s impossible…)

His hands trembled.
His chest tightened.

But he wasn’t ready to say it out loud.
Not yet.

He couldn’t bring himself to say “he’s gone.”
It still felt too soon.

(Maybe he’s in a photo… I’ll check later.)

Clutching that thin hope, Kenichi put his phone away. No one else noticed anything strange.
But something had definitely changed.

Next Episode

【Japanese Horror】The Digital Priestess – Episode 10: Can’t Be Undone
▶️ [Watch on YouTube]Episode 12: Where He Should’ve Been

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