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“You understand more than you think.” “I remember nothing.” “You remember enough.” “No.” I shook my head. “I remember dying. I remember being betrayed. I remember Adrian. I remember Eden. I remember my mother killing me.” My voice cracked. “But I don’t remember whatever you’re talking about.” The woman looked at me. “You remember love.” I frowned. “What?” “That is what you have always remembered.” She pointed toward the darkness. “You forgot your power.” “You forgot your beginning.” “You forgot your name.” “But you never forgot him.”

She had no idea that they actually had forgotten her until Megfor reminded them once more. They would keep the thought that their master would not awaken, a secret until the day they died. To claim that they have completely forgotten about her would be embarrassing. It was a slap to their face after finding her alive. However, they were sure others, the same generation as them, would forget her too. Who would have waited for many decades for her when they didn't know the time of her awakening or were sure of her being reborn? No one. It was a coincidence to find her in this century.

Timothy asked and Mira nodded. " I know this sounds stupid but I can't help it. Hazia revealed to me that after I leave, everybody will forget about me. The memories we created in the past one year will all be gone and nobody will remember me. I don't want to be forgotten but I know I can't be selfish and wish to be remembered. Being reminded of me will only bring sadness to the people I love. I don't know what to feel anymore." Mira confessed. " Will I also forget about you?" Timothy asked, dread filling his every being.

I feel like floating endlessly in a timeline that does not exist yesterday and today. I have so many questions. The future looks very uncertain to me now. And the past, I have so many what ifs and only ifs. One thing I know is, ‘Eric thank you for loving me since the year 2000.’ *** ‘What did you see, Irina?’ asked grandmother. ‘Obaasan,’ I said. ‘Tell me, how come I didn’t remember Eric, it’s like I suffered from amnesia.’ ‘My child,’ grandmother said. ‘Our hearts never forget,’ she added. ‘Remember that,’

"Have you forgotten why you came here? As your Alpha and your friend, I can't let you do this." "You don't need to let me do anything. I'm missing my memories. It's like I'm missing a piece of myself. I can't--I won't be able to rest until I remember. I couldn't even remember how my Dad died, Liam! Now that I know--I need to remember the rest." I sighed, giving him a hard look. I ignored Atlas's tense form beside me and trained my stare on Liam. "And no, I haven't forgotten why I came here. This is more important."

I just know that they're suffering what they deserve for doing that to me. The pain that Cosmos caused me when he faded away before me remained in my heart. Even if he disappeared, he didn't carry with him the memories we spent together. I wish he removed all of the memories that I had with him. It sucks that people thought of me as a crazy woman. I don't know why but everyone else can't remember him. It's like he had been erased from their minds. During my last conversation with Debbie and Mira, I mentioned him and I was shocked when they said they don't know him.

⸻ For a long moment… Nobody spoke. ⸻ Finally— He whispered: ⸻ “People should be remembered.” ⸻ The universe trembled. ⸻ Cities appeared. 🏙️ ⸻ Libraries appeared. 📚 ⸻ Memorials appeared. ⸻ Not because loss vanished. ⸻ But because memories mattered. ⸻ The Void King smiled. ⸻ For the first time… Without sadness. ⸻ 🌙 Nyra’s Dream

Is that how he sees me? “He was my doctor before,” I said, trying my best to explain to him how Doc and I crossed paths. “It doesn't look like you're sick,” he commented, as if doubting my answer. “It doesn't look like it,” I laughed bitterly. “But I'd rather have a sickness that's visible on my body than have a sickness that's invisible but erases all my memories.” Because other people think this sickness is easy. But they don't know that almost half of my life is missing. I don't know why I feel this way. I feel like I've lost a lot of precious memories. The important things that happened in my life. It makes me feel like my world has lost its color.

He argued with me. “Look, as soulmates, she’ll feel the pull, too. Once she learns what we are, she’ll understand. Nothing will go wrong, she just needs to spend time with us. With her losing her memories, we are now on even footing with Zach.” I told him. “Dude, that’s a fucked up way to think with her not being able to remember anything.” He said. “That may be true, but it’s the reality of the situation.” I explained.

Anything. But nothing came. “Does that ring a bell?” she asked quietly. “Have you seen him before? When you were young?” I looked up at her, then back at the photo again. My eyes traced every detail , the haircut, the slight slouch in his posture. I tried. I really tried. But my mind was a blank canvas. “I... I can’t remember,” I admitted, the words tasting like defeat. “I’m sorry.” Mrs. Jones nodded kindly. “It’s okay, Naina. It was a long time ago. Sometimes memories stay buried for years. But I think you will remember... in time.”