Lost Child from Another World

Atlas' Combat Skills

Edited by: Chip

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It took some time, but Atlas was able to adjust to living with the Alnhart family. After spending a few months with the Alnhart family, Atlas got all sorts of clothes, toys, books, and lots of ice cream. Ice cream was his favorite dessert but he couldn't eat too much of it because everyone was worried that it would make his stomach ache. He was limited to eating ice cream three times a week.

Even with how happy he has been living with Cyrus and his new family, he still hadn't remembered his memories from before he came to the forest because he was a little nervous about remembering them. He wasn't good with pain. In his previous life, his parents made sure he never felt he wasn't loved or supported. The most physically painful thing he experienced was breaking his arm as a kid, but that was still doable. Plus, his parents made sure he was well taken care of so he could heal well. As for emotional pain, losing Sir Walter in his first life was at the top of that list.

And that was it.

Atlas knew those memories were going to be brutal and he was scared he may not mentally recover from it. Especially because Sohtris and Avlios said that he would need a lot of support to be able to get through those memories.

They also told him that they wouldn't blame him for not remembering them. He was considering taking them up on the offer of not remembering even if it could help Cyrus. The Gods couldn't interfere too much so they could only give him a jist of what happened. Remembering was still up to Atlas. Still, he wanted to help Cyrus and that was why he was torn between the two options.

Cyrus knew that Atlas was conflicted, but he didn't know what to say to help Atlas. Atlas kept saying that he only needed Cyrus to be there for him, but he wanted to do more for Atlas.

Everyone but Sir Walter left Atlas alone so he could think. They worried about him, but they knew they couldn't do much but give him a listening ear if he needed it...

Meanwhile, Atlas wandered around the garden with Sir Walter but he felt a bit lost, mentally. Physically, he was always lost, but now, he felt like his mind was going around in circles.

"Sir Walter, do you think I'm a coward if I decide to not remember what happened to me before I regained my past life memories?" Atlas asked after an hour of silence.

Sir Walter didn't understand human emotions that well, but to him, he had never seen Atlas as a coward. Atlas was his most special person, so he had to tell Atlas that. He didn't want his little brother to wallow in anxiety.

"I don't know what worries you, but I have never seen you as a coward," Sir Walter tried to cheer him up. "Atlas has always been a headstrong, loving, and caring human being. You always put your family first. You forgive a little too easily, but you are someone who sticks to their sense of justice. I think you are a wonderful person whatever you decide to choose."

"Even if the information could be important to Cyrus? What happens if my memories could help him a little bit on his mission? Wouldn't it be cowardly of me if I decide to not remember everything?"

Sir Walter stopped walking, making Atlas stop in his tracks.

"Cyrus wouldn't want you to hurt yourself trying to help him. If these memories hurt you, he will blame himself. That's why, I do not think you need to remember them. Cyrus is more than capable of completing his mission. The Gods wouldn't tell him to do it if they didn't have any faith in him."

Sir Walter made a good point. Plus, Atlas didn't want to see Cyrus blame himself...

"I understand, Sir Walter. Then, I won't remember and keep moving forward. I will still do my best to help Cyrus, but I can help him in other ways. My brain isn't the best, so I might as well get stronger to help him. I can be his sword and shield!"