The Lost Memories

[Swgrclan 2682]

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The day was bleak and depressing. The past days the same, filled with death and slaughter. Although he was used to this, it was slowly taking toll on Vor'Kalan's mind. His goal to protect the one he loved slowly fading. The many constant conflicts of his mind was ripping him apart; making him unstable. He was revived into what he was to destroy and kill, not love and protect. He accepted the emotions, feeling he was meant for them, even after death and the millennium of killing and pillaging he has given to countless innocents. He was gravely mistaken, fiddling with things he should push away, no matter how much of an urge he had to accept them, the emotions. But he did not, and now he was on the brink of his own sanity, mournfully regretting all that he has done, and at the same time, wishing it would all go away.

He made his choice. He contacted a friend of his, Seth Harken, to remove his pain and suffering. To remove the conflicting emotions and mental pain he was enduring. He wished for his memories to be given to Seth; to keep them away from Vor'Kalan himself, but keep them safe until he realized he is ready to accept the emotions and conflictions. He gave his blade made of diamond to Seth, telling Seth his powers and knowledge and emotions and memories must be transferred to the blade. Seth warily accepted, and proposed to Vor'Kalan that he must see his love one last time, Faeyin. Vor'Kalan agreed, and said he last words to Faeyin. After the final words have been spoken, he braced himself. His actually pleasant memories would be ripped from his mind, and all the ones he gained after he took control of his first host, Thral'Mar. After this, he would become the blood-thirsty savage he was for 1000 years, without emotion or confliction. He would not recognize his friends and allies as friends and allies, but as enemies and victims to tear the life away from. He would become the power-hungry mad-man again, wandering the land in hopes to gain more power, to cause more pain and suffering.

The process began, Seth placing the tip of the blade on Vor'Kalan forehead. He began draining the memories, the emotions. The pain, the suffering, the conflict. The world around Vor'Kalan became a nothingness; just white. Seth's physical form dissipated from Vor'Kalan view. Everything was fading away. He looked around, and saw Faeyin. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he saw his love one last time. His precious memories with her, his care fading away and draining into a sword that would be kept away from him for a long time. She faded away as more tears streamed down his face, tears of regret, some of joy, but mostly regret and depression he would not see her for such a long time, after he just brang her back. His breathing slowed, his mind became blank, the process complete. He blacked out, and fell to the ground, unconscious. As he was on the ground, one last thought stirred in his mind, not drained and placed into the blade. The thought ringed through his mind like bells, the thought of sorrow and happiness.

The thought was Love. Not the emotion, but the thought. It was there, waiting until the day comes for his memories to be restored.

[Pnoynoy 108]

Very exciting! I like it! :)

[steelersfan1221 300]

Moved to the Great Library. It shall be sorted into appropriate category shortly.