He Lost Memory

For a moment, Levy awoke, it was already late at night. A fire inside the lantern emits bright light and gives warmth on his face which still looks pale.

Levy forced himself to get up and leaned against the wall behind him. He was in a state of confusion.

Isn't he drowned in the lake?

Why is he still alive?

Did someone save him?

Successive questions arose in his mind.

Even though his head still throbbed, but his body felt fine. What happened? Levy was puzzled.

"Where is this?"

Levy looked around the room and found that this room was so cramped and dirty.

After all, Levy always lives in a clean and luxurious place even after his parents died, Levy's lifestyle never changed.

Almost all of the room's properties are made of wood, crumbly and seemingly can collapse at any time because of termites. However, Levy did not seem to pay much attention.

Next to his bed was a table with a flower vase and a cup of water.

Incidentally, his throat feels parched. Levy wanted to reach for the cup but was hesitant. He always remembers that it is not polite to eat or drink without the host's knowledge and permission, or else he will be considered a thief.

Therefore, Levy obedient and waited for the host of this place to arrive.

fifteen minutes later, no one came.

Maybe if only a sip won't matter.

Levy looked at a cup of water and gulping.

Levy reaching his hand towards the cup, but suddenly he was shocked when he saw his hand.

His hands are black like charcoal, and there are cracks from the elbow to the palm.

Levy immediately retracts his hand. He was scared and panicked.

He hasn't even touched the cup, but karma has already come to him, isn't this too fast?

What should I do? Should I chop it? But it'll be hurt -... eh, wait, this doesn't hurt!

Levy tried to poke his black right hand, and it really doesn't hurt. The surface of the skin feels dry, rough, and hard. Fortunately, it can still move.

It doesn't seem to be a big problem other than its appearance, which is quite scary and weird.

However, an innocent thirteen-old-years Levy feels wronged. He didn't even take a sip of it; why must be punished?

His hand became so ugly.

'Maybe it'll back to normal soon,' Levy thought.

Suddenly someone came, Levy saw a girl whose age seemed smaller than him who was thirteen years old, she was cute with his hair in a braid down.

Is she my savior?

Before Levy wanted to express his gratitude for saving him, he was suddenly stunned by this savior's enthusiasm,

"Big brother, you finally woke up. This time you really scared grandfather and me!" the girl was excited. She brought a basin of water and immediately put it under the bed.

"Didn't grandpa tell you not to approach the lake because it's dangerous, but instead you disobeyed him. Look at what happened to you, you almost drowned and almost lost your life. Luckily, grandpa and I arrived on time."

The girl bends in front of him and reaches out for the compress on Levy's forehead.

Only until now did Levy realize that there was a compress on his forehead.

Bah, that's not the main problem! What is this girl talking about? He was confused.

Although Levy was young, he was witty. He found this circumstance is rather confusing and fishy if you think about it more deeply.

Firstly, shouldn't he be dead?

Levy drowned in a remote lake, and it far from residential areas; he was very sure of this before the driver sank both of them into the lake.

Secondly, even if people saved him, it was already too late because humans cannot survive long in the water.

By the time Levy removed from the lake, maybe his body was cold and breathless already. Perhaps his soul should have been in the hands of the God of Thieves by now.

It was already a miracle that he survived. As for how he survived, Levy did not know that.

And finally, why is this girl acting like intimacy with him? She even called him big brother.

The thirteen-years-old Levy couldn't keep up with this situation.

Therefore, the only way to make this clear is...

"Who are you?" Levy asked suspiciously.

This time, it was the girl's turn to be stunned by sudden Levy's question.

"You ... how is possible. I've never heard of people losing their memories from drowning, even yesterday's grandpa said you would be fine," her cute complexion turned pale, "You, wait, here!"

The girl immediately ran out of the room and shouted at her grandfather, which makes Levy dumbfounded.

Shortly after, the girl returned with an older man behind her.

"What should we do, grandpa? Big brother can't remember me, and maybe he doesn't even remember himself," the girl is sad and panicked.

The older man's eyes narrowed as he looked at Levy deeply.

"Let me see," Grandpa Po walked over to Levy.

Yesterday Levy wanted to pick herbs on the edge of the lake even though he had been warned not to approach it. As a result, Levy plunged into the lake, and luckily, he had time to cry for help.

Wendy and Grandpa Po arrived on time and then hurriedly pulled him out of the lake, but Levy already passed out.

The lake was so strange that he didn't even dare to approach it. Therefore he was terrified if something happens to his grandson.

"Looks like Levy has a brain shock that makes him forget everything."

Wendy cried, "What should we do, grandpa. It's my fault. If only I prevented him... wuwu..."

Grandpa Po saw this sighed, "Aih, don't cry, Wendy, this is not your fault. Your big brother just forgot for a while. He will remember everything again if you take care of him properly."

Wendy choked, "Really?"

Grandpa Po nodded, "Em, let your brother rest for a while, and bring food!"

Wendy finally wiped her tears, "Alright, grandpa."

When Wendy left, Grandpa Po grabbed a cup of water on the table and offered it to Levy, "Here, drink it. You must be thirsty after sleeping all day."

"Thank you," Levy accepted it with both hands.

However, the moment Levy touches the cup, a small screen appears above the cup suddenly.

_______________________

Name: Cup

Type: Non-magical Tool

Grade: -

Description: An ordinary cup made of clay.

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Levy stunned for a moment, and then he tilts his head toward the old man as if he wanted to ask, 'what is this?'

Meanwhile, Grandpa Po seems to have misapprehended Levy's gesture.

Looking at Levy, who seems unfamiliar to him, he sighed again and again, "Child, you don't remember your name?"

"My name?" Levy, hesitant for a while. It's not like he doesn't remember his name, but what is it all about?

Since when he became someone else's big brother and grandson, even his thievery cousin never called him big brother.

He is too confused to the point he almost doubts about his own existence.

Did they perhaps recognize the wrong person? or... they deliberately confuse him for a particular purpose.

The chain of possibilities starts to appear inside Levy's head, and he doesn't know which option is the most likely happened.

But whatever that was, one thing was inevitable that they saved him from the brink of death.

Seeing zero-clue-expression of Levy, Grandpa Po couldn't help to tell him, "Your name is Levy Astrea. The girl who just left is Wendy Astrea, and I, your grandpa, you used to call me Grandpa Po."

"Levy?" The one whose name, Levy, had a weird expression.

'Although I'm Levy, my full name is Levy Silica and not Levy Astrea.'

Levy takes a sip of the water, his eyes were full of doubt. Did they just change his name? Or is this another plot of aunt and uncle? But this pair of grandpa and granddaughter are his saviors, so, it's unlikely.

Never mind, he had nothing left even though they have evil intentions towards him, so what?

Since they act like this, then he will play along with them. Perhaps it's him who misunderstood them.

Shortly after that, Wendy returned with a bowl of porridge in her hand.

"Big brother, you haven't eaten since yesterday. So, I made porridge for you. Of course, I added herbs in it, so you get better soon, then we play together again," Wenda grinned.

Levy saw a bowl of thick, black liquid, and some bubbles evaporated like magma. It was frightening, more frightening than the appearance of his black right hand.

What a dangerous thing!

In this case, he would really lose his memory if he ate it- no, he would even lose his brain after eating it. Is this perhaps the Top 5 Most Dangerous Chemicals in the world?

Levy, "..."

Levy turned to Grandpa Po as if he wanted to ask whether this should be eaten or smeared on a wound.

Surprisingly, Grandpa Po gave him an earnest smile, "This is your favorite porridge."

Liar!

Who are you trying to deceive? Does this old man think that he can make everything up just because he lost memory? Levy was angry.

Levy's gaze returned to the porridge bowl, doubtful whether he should eat this thing or not.

In the end, Levy had no choice but to take the bowl from Wendy, and suddenly series of the notifications popped up above it,

_______________________

Name: Spoon

Type: Non-magical Tool

Grade: -

Description: An ordinary spoon made of clay.

_______________________

_______________________

Name: Bowl

Type: Non-magical Tool

Grade: -

Description: An ordinary bowl made of clay.

_______________________

_______________________

Name: Porridge

Type: Food?

Grade: -

Description: @#$$^$@!##@%$^.

_______________________

Levy, "..."