The wandering soul finally moved on from the repeated cycles it had gone through for thousand of years.
Each loop, strengthening itself so that it won't forget. No matter how painful the memories are, no matter what traumas he had in the many lives he experience, they would still choose to remember.
The wandering soul finds itself in a peaceful era, its memories vague.
But he made a spell, a curse, or a promise.
That when he sees a familiar faceー character, he would remember.
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