In the dead of night, the empty streets of Wallux stretched out like a forgotten graveyard. The town, once bustling with life, now lay abandoned, its buildings crumbling under the weight of time and neglect. The moon hung low in the sky, casting long shadows across the ground. Nicole and Jasper walked side by side, their steps echoing in the hollow silence.
Jasper's face was unreadable, his gaze distant as if the world around him no longer held any meaning. Nicole, weak but determined, kept glancing at him, searching for something familiar in his cold, detached demeanor. She had loved this man once, a lifetime ago, but now he was a stranger, resurrected by dark forces and robbed of his memories.
"We used to walk these streets together, even in Snow Kingdom you took me to Glacial Haven a wonderland of snow," Nicole said softly, her voice barely above a whisper, as if the ghosts of their past might hear. "Do you remember?"
