The Past Ⅱ

LYRA

The pulse in every part of my body quickened, throbbing so hard I could hear it echo in the silent cabin. My blood ran cold—I couldn’t believe what I’d just heard. It wasn’t just a story Blade told me—it was a memory. My memory.

No… I didn’t imagine it. The memories came back.

This is my reincarnation. A new body, yes—but the structure, the soul… it's all the same. I am the same.

I wasn’t truly dead that night. The night of the sacrifice. The night I ...