Ding–!
I heard a slight ringing sound in my mind as I sat on the edge of the double king sized ornate bed.
[Synchronization.]
[0.01℅]
[0.02℅]
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[1.00%]
It took an entire hour for the whole process to reach one percent before the light blue system window completely vanished.
"But why didn't I feel any pain?" I asked Seven hoping to get a reply, but I quickly realized that it was because of the 'Pharmacist Blood' skill.
I started gritting my teeth with rage, but I quickly lost the strength to keep doing it and I muttered.
"It is... my fault."
I fall to the top of the bed and face the ceiling, as I tried to reorganize London's memories from the three I got.
"Christie, Christie, Christie."
London's memories are indeed helpful in terms of remembering people, but not the plot as it is totally fucked up.
"Tower of the forgotten ones and the Sky island."
Those two side stories happened this year and they aren't affected by what happens at the Dyke continent.
"Got them."
I finally organized London's memory of his sister, but I couldn't help but frown as the memories I got weren't perfect for moaning someone.
'There, there little shrimp, come join me in the hot tub.'
...A few years later she regretted those words.
'Hey were you peeping on me again?'
...London you disgrace to mankind.
'I wish you were never born!'
London's last conversation with his sister didn't go pretty well, but even so she has a big irreplaceable spot in my heart.
...Blood is thicker than water after all.
When it came to Eileen, Ace's sister she didn't even see the poor guy as a human at all, maybe it is because they shared different mothers who were not in good books.
...Sins of a parent only makes your life ten times harder.
Ace's life was that weaklings from rich families all have which is mostly filled with curses and the word, 'Disgrace.'
'Here is my number, call me when you want someone to kill you.'
Letting Eileen's last words to Ace play in mind, I started trying to look for the most mysterious things about Ace so far.
...How did he ask Schuyler out? How far did they go?
'I am only asking you out as a method to annoy my brother and you should never even dream of holding hands with me. Got that Ace!'
'Thank you Schuyler for doing this.'
...There were lovers in name only, with how Schuyler likes to be around me I thought they did something bigger than just hold hands.
"There were both using each other."
Closing the file filled with blue documents, I moved to the last memory which was mysterious and new to me.
"Gerald." I muttered the name of the owner of those memories, as I sat up and looked at the window which showed the sun moving past its zenith point.
Gerald Bing was a boy born in the actual medieval Ireland into a slightly rich family which worked under an Earl and Gerald was greatly affected by the middle child curse.
It is not magically made but parental created. When parents have more than two children it starts to rise. The first child inherits the family's wealth, the last child gets the family's love and the middle child gets ignored.
I highly doubt that it happens on current Earth, after all London was a middle child who was loved and not ignored.
Anyway, Gerald was the second of three children and he wanted to be recognized, but no matter what he did his siblings out bested him, so he went to the Earl to ask for favor.
Gerald became one of the Earl's advisers but nothing about him could be said to be above average from his looks to his fencing skills.
Gerald wanted more so he asked the Earl's only daughter to be his wife, but as man of lower standing he was rejected and ended up taking his own life by stabbing himself in the heart.
...To me he is stupid. There are plenty of fish in the sea just because you didn't catch one now doesn't mean you can't catch one in the future.
Anyway the death tree added another nineteen year old boy.
I slowly closed my eyes which were foggy due to lack of sleep, I have been awake for more than twenty-six hours thanks to Seven's ability.
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[001℅]
[002℅]
A light blue holographic showed up in front of a white haired seventeen year old girl who was convulsing from pain as she rolled on the side of the streets.
"Ahhh!"
The people walking on the side of the street just weirdly glared at the young girl's face which had twisted from pain, as it wasn't the first time she acted like that.
– "Mommy, Mommy look it is that crazy girl again."
–"Don't look dear, or you will end up rolling on the ground like her."
The pale skinned girl kept on moaning until the morning sun started to rise when the last holographic light blue screen showed up.
[100%]
[Synchronization complete.]
"Why this place of all the world's a person can be reborn to."
She muttered as she stood up from the pavement she was rolling on and quickly looked at her dirty dress which could take a century for it to be clean.
The girl's big magenta eyes blinked a few times as she looked at the captivating metropolitan city buildings in front of her.
"Nothing is that different from home."
The moment her words faded a black diary written 'Plot editor' and an ornate feather pen materialized in her small palms.
"What is this?"
Her question was quickly answered by a slightly deep voice which rang in her mind.
(I can give you the power to write the future if you agree to my conditions.)
The girl's eyes lit up with joy as she didn't expect to get a power up the day she got reborn.
"What are the conditions?"
(Have people follow you, I will give you a hundred words per each person who follows you and I can give an infinity number of words if you bring me Seven.)
The white haired girl had a slightly confused expression as she looked at the book in front of her.
"Who is Seven?"
(My brother.)