You Remember Me For Centuries 소설 & 이야기

"Oh that's so thoughtful and good of you. Let's hope that she'll be able to find me in her memories." Because if she forget us, there's no way we will ever be free?? She's the key to us, and can only unlock us if she knew the truth. I just hope the "MEMORIES spell which I had created will work in her memory.

"Albert? Fuck! Is that you! So it's through that you're already awake again after how many centuries…" I raise my eyebrow "of course I'm awake did I sleep? Why would I do that?" "We both know that I'm older than you. But as I can see you're much older than me because you forgot what you've done tsk… why are you here!" "Before I answered, tell me why I slept for centuries, maybe that was the reason why my memories were a bit foggy to me." "Seriously, you forgot the reason? Are you kidding me?" "Am I joking here, old man?"

said Richmond as his eyes were now red in horror and anger. “I don’t know what it is like for you, because every twenty years I lose every single memory I have. I don’t know the details of the contract that Rythian made me sign with him but I am sure this was not it. But now after living a millennia and not knowing anything f what happened in this whole time being I do not even know that if dying would be that bad as you make of it. I certainly don’t feel scared of death,” said Aithusa and Richmond nodded in understanding.

I clapped when he nodded. “So why did you save me that night?” “Because I’m trying to be a good citizen?” he fired back wiggling his brows. “Whatever, second, who’s your first girlfriend?” he looked at me unbelievably. “I… I can’t remember.” “What the fuck?! You can’t remember her name? She’s your first!” “Yeah, but that was centuries ago. I can’t really remember.” Well, I feel sad for the girl, if she’s already in heaven I hope she rest in peace.

“As long as I remember you, I’ll definitely find you no matter what you will be or whether you remember me or not.” She took off a jade bracelet in her hand and sealed their memories inside with a divine art. Then, she cut it into halves. “This is the token! Be it a thousand years or ten thousand years; I’ll definitely look for you!” “I’ll find you as well. If I can’t find you in the first lifetime, I’ll find you in the second lifetime… the third lifetime...” That was the clearest memory in the mass of light. The remaining memories were broken.

Maeve reached across the space between them, her warm, mortal hand gently resting over Rebecca’s trembling fingers. "You are not hallucinating, Rebecca. You are the echo of the fire he thought he lost. If you are remembering the time before his immortal dark, it means your soul has traveled across centuries to find him again, precisely when he was preparing to leave." Maeve’s grip tightened, her sharp eyes pleading. "He cannot leave this world if he knows you are in it. The bond will not allow him to step into the dark without you, but his mind is stubborn, and his grief is a fortress. You have to help him remember, Rebecca. Through these journals, through your sketches, through whatever it

If I knew an Alexander with lilac eyes–though I’m suspecting those are actually contacts–I would remember him. Forget the eyes. His looks aren’t the forgettable kind at all. This situation feels very familiar. His expression flattens. “Oh. Of course, you cannot possibly remember me. It’s been over five hundred years, and you cannot recall your past life anyway.” I blink. What is he talking about? Five hundred years? Past life?

He said hoarsely with a voice that contained anger. I nodded my head. “I'm sure that they already retained their memories just like ours. Since the Lord God won't do something unfair treatment. I'm sure that if we ever retained our memories back, it would also be the same with Patrick and Marva. However, those people who died in the past because of the war, don't need to retain their memories since they got their life back in this life, while those who were alive in that time—which are less than a hundred, will also continue to live until the end even if there would be any war that would happen in this life. Am I right, dear?”

"What are you doing here?" "I have news about the erasure." The voice was neither kind nor cruel. "What news?" "It is failing. Your bond was too strong. Memories are leaking back through the barriers I created." My heart stopped. "What does that mean?" "Within a year you will remember everything. The mate bond and the love and all seventy-five years you shared together." "But I do not want to remember. Ross and I are building something new." "The memories do not care what you want. They are coming back whether you are ready or not.”

The god of time regards me with eyes that seem to hold the wisdom of centuries. “You have come far, Luna,” they intone, their voice like the tolling of a bell echoing through the chamber. “To move forward, you must confront the truths that bind you to your past. Only then can you truly be free.” I nod, steeling myself for the final trial that lies ahead. Memories of my past flicker before my eyes, each one a shard of a fractured mirror reflecting the person I once was. With a deep breath, I take a step closer to the god of time, ready to face whatever revelations they may bring.