"I don't remember anything..."
The words slipped out before I could stop them.
After regaining consciousness, I realized something frustrating.
No—
Something terrifying.
There were memories missing.
I remembered the battle.
I remembered saving Professor Lena.
I remembered the masked woman.
The crimson power.
The impossible fight.
The fragments of conversation.
But the most important part...
The thing that had shaken me so deeply that I lost consciousness...
Was gone.
Completely gone.
It felt like someone had taken a knife and neatly cut a section out of my memories.
No matter how hard I searched, there was only empty space.
—You really don't remember?
Zhao Yuren's voice echoed inside my head.
"I wouldn't be complaining if I did."
—That's concerning.
"...You're telling me."
Ever since arriving in this world, there had always been noise buried inside my memories.
Like static on an old television.
A constant interference I could never quite identify.
