202 Lecia’s friend?

"Of course, you wouldn't understand. You've had a pretty nice life, after all," Lecia scoffed.

Hmm, let's see.

She's technically neither right nor wrong; the validity of her claim is ambiguous. It's almost like a paradox.

And the reason for that is I have lived through millions of lives; some of them were quite good while others were absolute dogshit.

Hmm? What about my overall life, you ask?

We don't talk about that here.

Anyway, going by the context of our conversation, Lecia should be talking about my current life, i.e., the one where I'm living as Samur.

Hmm, let's see, again.

As far as I'm aware (cuz I deleted my memories, in case you don't remember), I've had a pretty rough childhood.

Because I had black hairs, I was considered a cursed being who'd bring ruin upon the world and was treated as a monster no better than a wild beast in captivity.