Yun Jhin had so many lives that he had to actively search for the memory cores of his earlier ones or the memories from those lives wouldn't pop into his consciousness, it couldn't be helped, he had access to the memories but he couldn't stuff all of them in his soul, after all, even a peak God Realm expert's soul couldn't handle so many memories by themselves, they could create memory cores and separate them as if they were all different hard drives in a computer.
Yun Jhin could feel his consciousness transfer into another person... as he looked around he realized that he was in a dungeon filled with dead people, all of them were already started to rot, most of the visible meat and skin was dark and filled with maggots, all the blood was dry and there were brittle dry old bones strewn around him.
His hands were tied to a wall with steel manacles and there was nothing around him besides the putrid corpses.
