Two Sides [My Ratiorine compilation]

Anhillation of Remembrance: A Child's dream

Destiny is like a thread, and it must be snapoed when necessary - Raiden Bosenmori Mei

[Trigger warning: content might a bit sensitive]

In the world of dreams, anything can happen. But even though it is merely an illusion, some forms of dreams can manifest.

Let’s say the fate of an Avgin unfolds in endless misery. Could there be a bright side to pull him from the chains?

Would that man... still choose to live if his destiny were to change?

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Topaz, one of the exclusive members of Stoneheart from IPC, reported to Lady Bonajade about Aventurine's disappearance.

Someone from the Intelligence Guild caught wind of the news. While conducting their search, they unknowingly got drawn into the illusion of Remembrance.

"Hm... Could this have something to do with the Memo Keeper?" the doctor pondered. Instead of panicking, he focused on finding clues about Aventurine's whereabouts, relying on the traces he had gathered. 

Is this the domain of the Remembrance illusion? Why is that gambler always caught in trouble like this? 

Dr. Ratio muttered to himself. 

He walked further. This place was dark. Endless, it seemed. 

But as he kept moving forward, clusters of sentences began to appear around him. 

You are unable to uncover your past

The further he walked, the words seemed like a trail guiding him. 

Your wounds will never heal

Dr. Ratio felt as though he was trapped in Aventurine's illusion. All the words that appeared were stigmas and deeply ingrained thoughts within Aventurine's mind. 

You cannot escape from the past 

For some reason, the doctor felt a painful effect, as if experiencing a residue of The Order that Sunday had once inflicted on Aventurine. 

Your future never existed

The doctor paused for a moment, feeling an unbearable weight pressing on his head. He had never felt so vulnerable before, as though his mind was being influenced by something intent on breaking him. 

"Urghhh... Mngh..." he groaned, clutching his head. His vision wavered, blurring slightly. 

All the words swirled around him, appearing in bursts as if they were trying to assault his mind.

Failure... discarded... selfish... useless... pointless... coward... murderer... gambler blessed discarded loser chosen-one Mother Goddess's beloved crazy murderer blessed failure discarded loser pointless coward murderer chosen-one selfish

"Ugh... Stop... Make it... Stop" Dr. Ratio was overwhelmed. His mind felt like a computer under relentless attack from a rampant cyber virus, shutting him in from all sides.

████ blessed discarded loser chosen-one ███ loser discarded pointle██ ██ward mur█████ gambler blessed █isc█████ useless loser ███sen-███ Mother Goddess██
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