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

“Remember what?” She looked toward the stranger. Then back at Lucian. “We’ve done this before.” ⸻ Lucian’s expression changed. “What?” “We’ve lived this life before.” “No.” “Yes.” “The Eclipse.” “The First Shadow.” “The Architects.” “The war.” She touched his face. “All of it.” Lucian stared at her. “Then why don’t I remember?” The stranger answered. “Because every time you fail…” He looked toward the sky. “…the Architects reset the world.”

Alicia Waking up to an unfamiliar world or place is something that I couldn't understand, and in the unfamiliar world everything seems oddly familiar, it was like I had been here before but there was no memory of that. I knew from the people here that I had a memory loss, and I became confused because I doubt if I ever lost my memory. I could remember a name that kept echoing in my mind, which was ‘Sir George’. The name kept echoing and echoing in my head that I wanted nothing other than to make it stop. Although I kept hearing the word George, I still couldn't remember who he was and how I came to know him but anytime I remember the name I feel inexplicably angry.

I search my mind to remember anything before now – how I got here, why I’m here, who all these people are. Time passes by slowly and nothing happens, I don’t remember anything. I don’t even know how I got here. The atmosphere suddenly changes; something feels very off about this place and I don’t like it. I stand up and dust off my clothes. The villagers are still moving around but their movements seem rushed now, like they’re running. I walk to the middle of the grounds to see if I get anyone to talk to me again but it’s like they can’t even see me anymore.

Iris stood at the end, wearing the dress she wore the day my memory was erased. “ Do you remember me now?.” she asked stretching her hand for me, I stepped forward one foot in fire and the other in bloom, I ran to her holding her hand the moment I got to her. Through time, through pain, every door that gave been close in my memory. Faces I had erased, voices I had silence. My father, my mother and my son. And then I noticed a door I had never see before, I opened it and behind the door was Wren, he smiled and said “ still think this is your mind Callum?”

How dare he not save my contact information? Meanwhile, Vivian Morrow, who was standing beside me, grinned triumphantly. “You wench! Did you really think having Lucas’s number makes you special? Keep dreaming!” She looked at me with open contempt. “Even the janitors at Goodwin’s Group dress better than you.” I had always preferred simple, comfortable clothes and never cared about brand names. I never thought that would give people a reason to look down on me. “What era are you even living in? To think you’d still be judging people by their looks. Lucas must be out of his mind to call you his ‘sister in all but blood.’”

Before long, a strong scent of jasmine drifted in. Elio wrapped his arms around me from behind, his voice soft and coaxing. "Why didn't you wait up? Are you mad at me? The doctor already told you the memory loss was an accident and that it'll take time to resolve. I've already agreed to rebuild things with you. What more do you want from me?" I didn't respond. He didn't know I had already learned the truth. Even when I didn't respond, he wasn't mad and kept talking anyway, his voice low against my ear.

Aiden's POV Daryl Watkins inserted the straw into his drink, took a couple of sips, and his eyes lit up at once. "Oh my, you actually remembered! You remembered that I said I liked extra mocha sauce in my java chip frappe! You're the best, Bridget!" Bridget Ellison casually replied, "When have I ever forgotten anything you said?" The other people in the room also agreed loudly with her. "Alright, we all know that you remember every single thing about us!"

"Once I release you, you won't remember a thing. You won't know what happened, infact, you won't remember yourself. You won't remember where you are from, whose family you belong to or what is a family. You won't know what's money, your most treasured item, what's good, what's life, and what's crime. Nothing. You will be a nobody. You will only remember all the crimes you have done, all the people you have hurted. You will roam around in the streets like mad men and women. This will be your life, because you solely deserve it." I raised my hand to remove the forcefield. But just then, the main girl spoke up. "Wh-who ar-are you? What are you? Wh-what are th-th-they?" I stared at her for a ful

I tell the woman as gently as I could. “The forgotten world rises, People are not aware. The forgotten world rises, People will be slain. The forgotten world rises, people will die. The forgotten world rises, only you can protect the people.” And with those words, she rushed back into my body, with a speed that had me breathing hard in shock and when I opened my eyes, I was in my body. “Are you okay?” Sorens asked me as I jumped up. “Yes, of course. I am fine.” I smiled shakily. “Let’s start going.”

I stared at Kuya Jon's phone for a minute. I can't memorise any of their numbers. Even mom, dad or Jordan's contact. I made a facepalm and simultaneously snapped my fingers on the air. Think Amber! Think! "Is there a problem, Ms. Ferrer?" Kuya Jon asked in curiosity. I smiled sheepishly and scratched my forehead. "Kuya Jon, I can't memorise any of my friends' numbers nor my parents'," I answered.