Re:zero Fanfiction Everyone Remembers Novels & Stories

Eli walked up to Petris and looked into her eyes and then walked up to V and did the same. he got a link between their memoires. He closed his eyes and focused on their common memory as the whole scene started playing in front of his eyes. Though he was a troll his cheeks flushed in pink. "Are you really sure you wanna see it. just let it be" Eli said again trying to warn them but they were too stub born. Being defeated he told everyone to hold hands and made a circle. Then he passed the memories to them. *Memory* Petris and V both were drunk like crazy.

Sweet Zhanaia Camince's I woke up and instantly, the smell of medicine evaded my nostrils and the white, blank ceiling of the hospital room welcomed me. Then slowly, what happened before I lost consciousness came back to me and played in my head repeatedly. And the pain of seeing Dion enjoying the kiss of Ayana stabbed me again but it wasn't the one that made me jolt up and didn't mind the sudden spin of my surroundings.

As we were about to leave the room, Zero turned to me and said, "You know Adrian, you can destroy the room, but not the memories." Her words hit me like a ton of bricks, and I found myself thinking deeply about them. She was right though – no matter how much damage I caused, I couldn't erase the memories that I and Zayn had made. Memories of laughter, of joy, of love. Memories that would linger long after the dust had settled. I turned to Zero, my expression contemplative. "Let's focus on what's important - taking down Zayn," I said and walked out of the room with Zero walking behind me.

Because no one knew. The Dreamer knew. But the Dreamer had forgotten. Until now. Then suddenly— The Dreamer's voice echoed across the sky. Not a whisper. Not a plea. A declaration. Ancient. Powerful. Heartbroken. "I remember." Reality shook. The stars trembled. Entire constellations shifted. The Dreamer was remembering everything. Its freedom. Its prison. Its betrayal. Its loss. The End recoiled. "Stop." The command echoed sharply. "You must not remember him."

His fingers closed around the black key. “That memories do not disappear.” “What then?” Leon answered with a sentence that no one liked. “They gather.” Cold spread in space. Not real cold. The kind of cold that leaves ideas. “What do you mean?” Elio asked. Leon went to a big window. Pointed out to the forest. “Every forgotten story.” ‘Every lost name.’ “Every man that no one remembers.” His voice was barely audible. “Everything remains somewhere.” Aren thought of Noah. An Clara.

And for the first time, my voice drops lower. “…but I still want you to remember me as who I was.” Silence. Emery moves slightly. Just a small shift. But enough to make the air change again. And Lazriel watches us both like someone who has long stopped belonging anywhere in this world. I exhale slowly. Then I speak even softer. “If you can’t remember everything…” I look directly at Alika. “…then I will make you remember only one thing.” I pause. And the final words come out almost like a whisper.

He added. Mukgu was waiting for the complete answer. “But what?” She asked. Zuno looked at her again. “His system will restart, meaning it will be back to zero. His memory won't be regained anymore.” Zuno explained the harsh truth. Mukgu bit her lip. She felt sad. “So, those memories of us, he won’t remember that anymore, Zuno? Mukgu asked for a clarification. Zuno nodded. “Yes, you are right. But, you can make new memories right?” Zuno said to not let Mukgu down.

“Why does everyone else seem to remember all of their lives except for Bronx and me?” “Ah, yeah. That is a good one,” Leticia nods slowly, tucks her legs under her, and takes my hand, “Darling, every time you and Bronx are reincarnated, you both lose the memories of your previous lives. The rest of us do not. We remember everything. The good and the bad and trust me, there has been a lot...of both.”

he said and walked, scratch that, ran for his life in Samantha’s room. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Third Person POV “She lost her memory ?!” Zoe whisper yelled. “Partial,” Talon corrected her while rubbing his red, stinging ears. “Did she recognize you two duffers ?” Zoe asked her mates.

Don't be stupid—" But before he could finish his little speech, Michael's voice boomed from the stage. He said slowly, his gaze sweeping over the crowd, "Actually, I already knew Aurora was at that party." The whole room froze. Audrey, my parents, and even I were stunned. Wait. Did that mean he remembered me that night? Even under the influence of the drug? My chest tightened as a bad feeling prickled at me. Audrey, though, thought Michael was finally speaking in her defense. Her chin lifted high again, her voice smug and loud.