Why Does Nobody Remember Me In This World Characters Novels & Stories

I bravely answered her. Deron suddenly came closer to me and held my chin tightly. "Why do you remember us? Why didn't the drug of forgetfulness that I gave you take effect on you?" "I didn't have amnesia so why can't I recognize the two of you?" I answered them with raised eyebrows. But deep inside, I was also wondering why the medicine that Deron gave me didn't have effects on me. Maybe it didn't work because even though I'm here in my dream world I still remember everything. And maybe that's why I remember everything because I discovered that everything that happened here is from the story that my brother was writing.

Mysterious Woman “Marissa,” a man called. Hearing that name from an unfamiliar voice sparked something in my mind, but I ignored it. A memory tries to come forward in my mind, but I lost it. There is something on the edges of a memory, however, fog drifts slowly to cover that memory. When I try to mentally push the fog away, the fog becomes thicker. “Do you know her,” another voice said. It was a man’s voice. Right now, I’m speculating that the first voice and the second voice know each other. “I thought it was someone I knew,” the first voice said thoughtfully. He sounded a little defeated. The fact that my mind is trying to remember something when that voice drifted into my ears i

"Memories from a realm you do not belong to are not yours. Every adventure you seek in the new world won't be in your possession once you go back to your world." Did this mean if time travel existed and that if she took part in it, she wouldn't remember anything from the new world? Like she would lose her memories? Thalia doubted it. She flipped through the book, inspecting it more cautiously. She wasn't exactly a superstitious person in any way, so there was no way all this was real. Shrugging her shoulders, she searched for a pen in her bag and recited the popular saying under her breath, "There's no harm in trying…"

“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.”

The girl spoke softly. "You tried." Silence. The First Memory's hands trembled. The Seven stared in disbelief. The little girl smiled again. "Stories that are forgotten eventually die." A pause. "But we never existed." The words chilled reality. The girl pointed toward Nova. "And now she remembers." Memories exploded inside Nova. Not memories. Anti-memories. Things that had been removed from existence. Things erased before they could become real. Possibilities abandoned. Worlds rejected. Lives never lived.

No! My son grabbed my hand. Mama! I'm losing them. He held my hand tightly. Then we'll remember them for you. What? I'll remember everything. I looked at him. He smiled. You gave me a family. I'll carry your memories. Tears filled my eyes. I stood. Thank you. We continued. The hidden world was unlike anything I had ever seen. There were no stars. No sun. No moon. Only endless floating islands. Each island contained a memory.

That I am the one he chose when he had no more memories. And even if he turned back to her for a moment… He will return. Because he owes me that. And I will know how to remind him. I slowly open my eyes. A pale ray of light slips through the blinds. I sit up slowly in bed. I grimace. No pain. Just the absence. Just that warm, sticky void between my legs, that cruel reminder of what I have lost. Of what I have sacrificed. I could cry. But I do not cry.

Then he looked at his Dad “D-dad.” “Thank God you remember me.” “Kuya. What about me?” This time it was Gravity “Gravity.” He called “W-What happened to me? why is that, why do I remember so little. I can't remember everything?” I cried, he can’t remember. He can only remember little “Kuya do you remember her?” Gravity pointed me to his brother “Answer me!” “Don’t shout Grav..” I said “I-I don't I’m sorry... who are you?” He looked at me

“But even if you don’t remember me, I remember you. And I won’t let you go.” I swallow, fighting another wave of helplessness. “I feel… empty,” I admit. “Like I’m not real.” He leans forward again, pressing his forehead to mine, his breath warm against my cheek. “You’re real,” he whispers. “You’re here and I will remind you of who you were. I will remind you everything, I promise. "

"And what I did was to make me return to my world." Cindy's eyes widened when she finally remember what I told her. "I just temporarily forgot that you're not the Gigi who I served in this world. And I still couldn't believe that there is another world aside from this world and that world was the real world. I also couldn't believe that we are not real people but only characters inside a story," she answered to me, a sad expression on her face that didn't escape from my eyes. "Anyway, have you figured out how can you be able to go back into your world?"