PoV Fiogen
That night, just as the previous ones, I dreamt about my old memories. It was something that had become the standard since I reincarnated into this new body, it probably was a way to ensure that my ego and the owner of the body's ego stay separate. At least that was what I originally hypothesized, but when I saw memories that clearly weren't mine, I had to scrap my theory.
This dream, just like the ones before, was located inside the facility. The odd thing was that every dream was the same; each time I would go back and see my life play out in reverse from the moment I died until the time my brain was carefully implanted in that machine body of mine.
