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"She doesn't exist here too, what was she anyway?"
Saleos' muttered as he read old hospital documents that scattered around inside a hospital office. His face had lost all expression and the color of his eyes remained alive. A cigarette burned in his mouth and that was the only thing that entered his system during the past month.
"I guess that ritual cleared her records from the world, even I can't remember her name."
Saleos just took a deep breath of defeat, he was now even having doubts with his own memory. He knew he had a girlfriend, who became a sacrifice for the tower, but he just couldn't remember her name. Her facial and body features are all tattooed in his mind.
"That jerk Culture is going to pay!"
He couldn't care less if everyone didn't recognize her, but as someone who loved her he should have remembered her. It was his right to remember her! He made her a promise to never forget her!
