"Now, I don't have to worry about losing my memories, not anymore," I muttered to myself, the words escaping my lips in a hushed whisper that echoed in the confines of my Mind Space.
Even though I said that the weight of uncertainty still lingered in my mind. I had no idea about the limitations or the true extent of my newfound power. It was an enigma that I had to unravel, a puzzle that demanded my careful attention and understanding.
But, despite the lingering doubts, I couldn't deny that this power had saved me in a moment of dire need. The World System, an entity beyond my comprehension, had tried to eliminate me.
It seemed my possession of memories was abnormal, a transgression worthy of judgment and eradication.
But then again, having my memories was really abnormal.
But that doesn't give the World System to judge and try to eliminate me.
...
Thankfully, it had stopped at the right time, sparing me from oblivion.
