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The Man Who Remembered

Author: Mayemura Special
last update Last Updated: 2025-07-15 16:43:19

Koa’s POV

I never check social media. Not because I’m old or out of touch. Because I’ve lived long enough to know that looking into the lives of mortals makes the ache worse. But today… I made an exception. And now I can’t breathe. The photo stares back at me from the screen, as if time itself has bent in on itself.

A girl, no, a young woman now, stands smiling beside her partner. The caption is casual. Something about “first family photo.” Just four people: the Valencias, their daughter Zenith, and her boyfriend. Except she’s not just any girl. She’s the girl who once saved my life.

I zoom in, just to be sure. My mind is not playing tricks on me. The curve of her eyes. That same gentle aura, like warm light caught in soft fabric. It’s her. The child from that day.

The one walking barefoot beside the old woman in the woods. The one who had no fear of blood or claws. The one who whispered, “You’re not going to die, mister. Grandma says your soul still wants to fight.”

It was nine year
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