As the flood of memories reached him, Nial felt extremely weird.
A sense of loss filled his heart. However, this loss didn't really feel bad.
On the contrary, it felt great
It was as if things were supposed to be like this.
Only now did he realize how grave losing his memories had been.
He was actually Nial Orin, not Nial Lacardia.
Well….
To be precise, he was Nial Lacardia the day he was born. However, one year after he was born the Advocate of the Pryard arrived.
Rather than being able to live a peaceful life in the Lacardia Empyrean Void, the Creatoran had been annihilated, and his Eyes had been taken.
The overlapping memories he recalled from the events of his first birthday were confusing.
Before, he never knew what exactly happened in his childhood. His memories had been jumbled and he only knew that he had been raced by the Orin family on Jundra.
