You Remember Me For Centuries Novels & Stories

"Try it, and you'd see. It won't hurt to try." "When such a time reachs, then I'll reach out to you so don't forget your promise." Promise. Why did I remember that after all these years. I do have someone I can turn to, someone who I can reach out to. I have to go back. I have to reach for that hand. I have to take that hand and not let go. I'll reach out for that hand, I'll grab it, it's just a little further.

Growing larger with every passing second. The First Memory suddenly gasped. "No." Everyone turned. The woman had gone pale. "What?" Nova asked. The First Memory pointed upward. "The spiral." Silence. Then her voice trembled. "I've seen it before." The city froze. Origin turned sharply. The First Memory swallowed. "My earliest memory." Nobody moved. Nobody breathed. Because the First Memory remembered things no one else could. Things older than civilizations. Older than worlds. Origin stepped closer. "Tell me." The woman looked terrified.

And again. A painful, staggering truth flooded his mind, crashing through his consciousness with the force of a tidal wave. This wasn't the first time he had looked at her like this. It had never been the first time. Across a thousand different lifetimes, across countless fractured worlds and forgotten civilizations, they had always found each other. No matter the distance, no matter the era, no matter how deeply their memories were buried beneath the soil of reincarnation, their souls were bound by a gravity that not even the universe could break.

Life has been difficult for me without them. And that person as well. Him. He’s the one who left the world a long time ago... He was a part of my past that I never told anyone about. I kept him hidden in my heart by deliberately shutting off my memory bank. Why do I remember him now? I take up my pencil and begin to write... I. I have been on this road before One time in my life, It is a place towards the heavens A chance to see your face again Chorus I can’t buy the time

Leaning downwards, I open the shelf by the side and took out a tiny box within it. Since it's a special type of box with a fingerprint sensor limited to just me, I easily opened it and retrieved a sealed envelope inside. My fingers caressed the sealed pink envelope as my eyes drifted longingly into space. It's been sixteen years now Charming. I miss you so much... Would I ever get to see you again?

For centuries, Jean wandered the earth, his once clear purpose becoming a distant echo in his immortal existence. He walked through countless epochs, observed civilizations rise and fall, and saw the face of the world change in ways he could never have imagined. As the years turned into decades, and decades into centuries, the world around him became a blur. The faces, the names, the places - they all began to merge into one, an indistinguishable haze of experiences. The figure of Anna, the woman he had once loved so deeply, started to fade from his memory, her image distorted by the countless faces he had encountered.

"You would have killed me a long time ago if you hadn't had any haste for my soul. And it is this fact that made me so curious to know what our relationship was through the centuries.” The sin of wrath watched me under thick eyebrows that frowned slightly. "Don't you remember your past lives?” So I noticed that it was not everyone's knowledge about my forgetfulness. Apparently, only Faye and Vraxlon knew. Maybe because they were always the first to find me in any life. Perhaps because they always kept me prepared for the encounter with every sin, in every century of life. This also meant that my enemy would be very nervous about my return, fearing to be discovered.

"If you were him, why didn't you come to me after so many years?" "I'm sorry." Cyrus sighed heavily. "After I got rid of those people, I was seriously injured and my head was injured. I don't remember what happened between me and you. It was you who mentioned it last time that I remembered some vague images. The deepest part is this place." "You, you mean, you forgot me?" The person who had been thinking about her for more than ten years had forgotten her. Although she didn't do it on purpose, Cecelia’s still very sad.

Because you see if parents abandoned their children it was because they were poor so I'm curious, asked Mike This question opened many doors that I would like to keep closed, but I owe them that after all. - I... I met Kensha 5 years ago, I said, closing my eyes as if to remember things that I would like to forget, but I kept going At the time she was 14 years old, she.... she said, I swallowed, she tried to jump into the void, she was going to kill herself, I whispered at the end, plunging myself into my memories Flashback My heart was in a thousand pieces. Kendra, my girlfriend, had just died from cancer that she had courageously fought but in the end, this damn disease had finally won.

Well, I guess that is because they can recognize me even though it has been a year ever since I have shown my face to the public. “Should I commend them for having quite a sharp memory?” Well, maybe that is also a given that they will recognize me immediately since I have appeared quite a lot on billboards and in magazines because of my position in the business world although I am a woman. As I continued on my way, I cannot help but notice familiar figures just a few steps away from me although I have been away from this country for a year, there is no way that I would forget the faces of the individuals that I am close with. Even if I want to forget them, I cannot and I guess one of the fac