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Chaos memories flashed through his mind, as he fell into slumber…
Within these memories, fragments of the past which he had been neglecting all this time began to emerge one by one, constantly reminding him of a previous life that the people that made up his body went through.
Since the beginning that he could remember these memories, and as he evolved… these memories only became clearer to him.
But Chaos always thought that those people were not him, that… he couldn't simply try to recognize himself within these memories of a particular Vampire and a Dragon.
They were dead after all…
And he was pretty sure that his soul came from another place, he had nothing to do with them except having their bodies fused together into the vessel of his soul.
So why should he care for these memories?
However, as he fell into this darkness, these memories surged like fragments of glass flashing with bright light.