I was a horrible husband, and a scumbag father. Having amnesia wasn’t an excuse. Even so, because of that, I lost my family instantly. In order to save Nero– my son and heir– I killed my daughter Neoma. And then I had to witness Mona, my neglected wife, die in front of me. Why did I have to regain all my memories at that exact moment? I wanted to die with Mona and Neoma. And, just when I thought I could finally be reunited with them, I opened my eyes and realized I turned back time. I returned at the exact moment Mona and I were in the middle of discussing divorce. Divorce? No way in hell would Nikolai divorce Mona this time!
"HOW LONG are you going to sleep, little one?"
Huh?
Neoma opened her eyes and abruptly got up when she heard a voice that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
She was a bit surprised when she found herself in a vast green field.
[And it seems like I've been sleeping here all this time?]
"You're making everyone worry, sleepyhead."
"Oh, fuck," Neoma said, covering her mouth with her hands. She didn't mean to curse, but she couldn't help it. "Unnie, you're the most beautiful girl I've ever seen in my life."
"Of course," the older girl said, nodding. "We share the same face, after all."
Hehe.
Neoma gave the older girl a thumbs up. "Exactly, Unnie. Your hair is white and your eyes are ash-gray. Plus, you're obviously taller than me. But, overall, we look freaking alike. Are you the me of a different universe?"
"I like how we're smart in all universes."
"What's your name, Unnie?"