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1,576 years and Merlin has grown tired, so tired of this long exhausting, suffocating life without Arthur. One more hallucination of Arthur one more memory of Arthur. One more painful image of Arthur's marriage towards Guinevere.

Not being able to tell him is deepest secret.

Not the magic, not the murder, not even the lies he had told. But his wavering affection, love towards Arthur. Arthur was the most painful thing Merlin had ever lost. Merlin's patience's was growing dim and thin he has no idea how he had lasted so long without him, waiting for him to come back, was just as painful as losing him.

"I have to stop thinking about...... everything" Merlin stands up leaving his coffee on his table unfinished.

Merlin has been living in a flat by himself in England he made many friends in his life time, he's moved many times he has faked death many times. However those friends have all left him behind in this never ending world.

Although this world is tiresome he has loved the many thing that have come over time like music, pastries, the food, god he loved the food. Over the centuries he has learned how to cook so many delicious recipes from all over the world. These were probably the only reason he hasn't thought of death.

However at this moment Merlin is at a thin line of doing something he isn't supposed to do. Merlin turns to a corner to continue walking, only to see so many people around, he continues to walk felling annoyed by the presence of so many people. "Your such an idiot Mercis" Merlin hears from his right. He closes his eyes, 'that voice sounded so much like Arthur', he thought. To his left a song he hasn't heard, playing, the song reminded him of Arthur as well.

Merlin opens his eyes to see a trailer bord in huge bold letters spelling "The Return of Arthur Pendragon". Arthur has been a huge story for children over the centuries. But this, this had finally made Merlins patient's crack to its core.

Merlin turns around running back to his flat. He flings his door open, going into a secret basement he had made with magic. Everything he has collected over the centuries is in this basement, it has a section for every person he cared about, but at this moment he goes toward Gaius's section.

Going through every book in gaius section he finds an old grayish book. He opens the book and reads the note he was looking for.

This old garish book was one Merlin had wrote for gaius with all of his ideas.

Ideas of what he can do with his magic. He reads the pages of the ideas he's had, "Turing back time" he stares at that note for a while, he knew he could pause time, he could even slow time down but he didn't know if he could turn back time, he wanted to try, however gaius convinced that something can get messed up and there would be no return from the damage that would be made.

But this time he was going to try. There was no spell just magic flowing around Merlin ready to take action at his command. Merlin imagines the time he wants to go to but he's to young far to young, the memories he has now will be to much for him. He either has to erase his memories or live with a body that will keep passing out every 10 minutes.

Merlin breaths slowly having a hard time deciding. However passing out every 10 minutes will affect the way he helps Arthur. He prepares for an erasing spell without a second thought. His magic swirling around him, he makes sure to take every single thing in the basement all of his belongings and locks them up in his soon to be lost memories. He turns around seeing the basement gone, he slowly inhales, in a second magic turns back time along with his memories. Through this interaction Merlin feels the last bit of his memories leaving. He closes his eyes and shears a tear slowly sliding down his face.
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⏰ Last updated: May 19, 2023 ⏰

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