A Wandering Spirit.

'Felix! Wake up!' Asna called, her voice echoing through the vacant corridors of his thoughts, a solitary melody playing on the silent stage of his mind.

While Felix had lost his memories and consciousness, Asna wasn't affected as much by their death...Her memories could not be erased since it was one of the spirits guardian's laws and as the origin of laws, she was immune to all of them.

Ever since their passing, she had been trying her best to wake up Felix as she could sense his presence,  a faint flicker amidst the abyss, but it was as if he was a distant star, unreachable and forgetful of its own brilliance.

She ventured deeper, traversing through the maze of forgotten memories, past echoes of laughter, warmth, and love, all now cold and fading away into nothingness.

"Felix," she whispered again, her voice like the softest breeze, trying to coax life back into the decaying remnants of his memories.