Miller couldn't believe it. He didn't understand how it was even possible for someone to wipe the memories of this particular system. This very System looked extraordinary and it was like it's tutor and right now, the System was telling him that some of his memories were wiped away.
"How is that even possible? How can someone wipe your memories?" Miller asked in disbelief.
"I really don't know how it was done myself. I am so confused. I can know some certain things. But things like ASTRAR, i have little to no clue about who he is." The System explained. "Whoever did this to me. Most be really powerful enough to be able to do it."
"Can we get them back?" Miller asked the next question.
"I don't know. I don't even know who did it to me." The System said. "I don't even know how to get them back. I don't even know why is my creator."
"You must be joking." Miller said surprised. "You can't remember who your creator is.."
"Yes, Miller." The System said.
"This is crazy." Miller said looking shocked and then asking the next question. "If someone was powerful enough to wipe your memories, can they access my memories too?"
"I am not entirely sure, Miller. But one thing i can say is that they must be really powerful." The System answered. "It took me a while to discover that some parts of my memory were missing."
"What should we do?" Miller asked, looking worried.
"I don't think we can do anything about it for now." The System replied.
"We have to just keep moving forward." The System said, sounding quite uncertain. "My goal for now is for you to be stronger and to be able to protect your love ones."
"Miller, I want you to get stronger everyday by day. You don't know when a War would break." The System said.
"Alright." Miller nodded and then they both fell silent for a while, taking in the situation.
"Let's talk about other things." The System said. "Miller i know you have this code of not killing anyone even when necessary. I can sense that in you."
"I want to tell you something. People are meant to die one day either by your hands or by another way." The System concluded.
"What do you mean." Miller said a little offended. "Because i have powers doesn't mean i should abuse it."
"I have told you severally many times that a Great War is coming. I don't know if Zeus and the other enemies of ASTRAR would come for you first before the War Begins." The System said.
"What war." Miller said.
"Like i said, the prophecy you heard of in the Mevorotrians prisons wasn't complete." The System said. "Even if I don't know much. You are hundred percent destined to fight a foe just like you."
"The truth is Miller one day. You are going to fight a Throsk'Bok with thesame powers as you have or maybe even stronger." The System ended. "It is your fate. It is either you die or that Throsk'Bok does. You have to learn how to be able to end a life without feeling guilty about it."
"The Throsk'Bok with same powers as me." Miller said, looking troubled. "Do you think there's a chance this Throsk'Bok could have a heart like mine?"
"I don't know. The only way to find out is to meet this Throsk'Bok." The System said. "In the meantime, we have to keep moving forward and make sure you are strong enough to face this foe if he's going to be a foe in the end."
"Miller please get stronger and make sure you get stronger." The System said the next words slowly so that Miller could feel the weight of the sentence. "The whole Multiverse depends on your Survival."
"What!" Miller said almost shouting out loud. "What do you mean by the entire Multiverse depends on my Survival." Miller asked.
The System didn't reply and instead it made green words flicker at his Retina:
[Just Get Stronger]
[You don't know how powerful you would become]
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In a realm shrouded in impenetrable darkness, devoid of any discernible location, an enigmatic place existed beyond the confines of the known universe. The absence of vitality permeated the air, rendering it inhospitable to any form of life. Amidst this desolate expanse stood a figure, cloaked in tattered garments woven from coarse brown sackcloth.
This peculiar man, clad in medieval attire, was none other than the mysterious individual who had revealed to James the identity of Miller, the long-awaited Savior. It was he who had orchestrated Miller's teleportation from the Tournament to the enigmatic place of Kor'me'Lore, forging an indissoluble bond between Miller and the System.
Suspended in the unfathomable darkness, the man defied gravity itself, his form barely discernible save for the faint illumination cast by his weathered attire. He existed in a space that would be perceived by humans as an utter void, an abyss of nothingness.
As he hovered there, a faint smile graced his lips, for a voice now whispered into his ears—a voice reminiscent of the very System embedded within Miller's mind. The words uttered by the System resonated in his consciousness:
"[MASTER, I HAVE INFORMED THE CHOSEN ONE ABOUT WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IN THE END]"
[THAT HE IS DESTINED BY FATE TO HAVE A BATTLE WITH ANOTHER THROSK'BOK FOR THE SAKE OF THE MULTIVERSE]"
"Good," declared the enigmatic figure, his identity still unknown. "Is that all." The unknown person asked.
"Yes that is all." The System replied.
After the System's Message. The unknown individual had a smile on his face and he thought to himself.
'Well. Well. I knew this kind of thing would happen one day. This System sometimes forget that i am a Time Traveller and i was able to anticipate this.'
'You told Miller that your memories where Wiped and i told you not to tell him at least not for now.'
'Well. It isn't going to affect my plans. Miller just get stronger it is important. I want you to pass the Time War. Open the barrier that prevents me to move to that place.'
'Kalizifrax is coming. You need to get stronger Miller. If he wakes up from his slumber. You might die and spoil my entire plans.'
'Please Get Stronger!'
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