Sovereign Of Eternal Memories
Wishes are subjective, those who reborn are nothing but hypocrites who aren't worthy of the first. Words became ashes, Memories of their first, resonate within a body. It shall dream, a dream that isn't a mere illusion, it illuminates. The light, brightly shows the shadow, and a child's mere dream.
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I woke up in a world full of uncertainty, a world where everything seems to have its own unique twist, swords, shields, blood, monstrous beasts, and people whose cruelty knows no bounds. Wars rage around me, with bows, cannons, and weapons that never seem to end. Flying ships drift above, and chains stretch on forever, binding everything in place. Danger is everywhere, lurking in the shadows. The history that led me here feels distant, cold, and disconnected. My journey seems lost, caught in the confusion of a world that feels so unfamiliar. There are moments of joy, but they’re fleeting, and they’re often overshadowed by something darker. There’s sorrow, too, and a strange kind of calm that doesn’t bring comfort but only questions.
I’m Celm. My memories linger, fractured and painful, and I don’t even know who I really am anymore. This world shows me its beauty, but also its darkest side. People are suffering, trapped in a never-ending cycle of torment. It’s a nightmarish place, full of forsaken lands and disasters that leave nothing but destruction in their wake. I don’t understand why any of this is happening. I don’t know what my place is in all of this, or what I’m supposed to do. All I know is that I’m here, lost in a world that keeps shifting, pulling me along without any clear path forward.