The pain doesn't come from remembering. It comes from realizing you still remember, and that no amount of time was ever enough to erase what you lost.
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At Leon's command, the ring on his right hand started to glow. Mana, specifically Ice Mana inside the eighth floor, fluctuated to the point it became visible to Eula's eyes.
She halted her thoughts for the time being and recalled the familiarity of this scene.
Leon had just called Rumi…
Rumi…?
Rumi…
She had heard that name many times before, as a child, or when her elder sister was alive.
Frost from the surroundings began to crystallize, forming into a humanoid shape.
In a matter of seconds, she appeared out of thin air. Black hair streaked with strands of black and white, frosty white pupils, and a snow white sleeveless dress that refined her breathtaking curves.
"…"
For a moment, Eula forgot how to breathe.
