Prologue

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It'd taken them lifetimes to get Yuya to see. See that the bad things before the Bridge weren't his fault. That Yuto, Yuri, and Yugo would always be his brothers, would always love and care for him as such, even if Yuya didn't think he deserved them.

(He did. The three of them, of all people, should know how much he deserves someone looking out for him.)

It'd taken lifetimes upon lifetimes, and many a heart-to-heart in the Bridge Between but finally, they'd gotten it through.

Yuya was loved. Yuya deserved to be loved. He didn't have to take on the world alone. That's what he had brothers for.

They should have known that wouldn't be the end of it. Even when he wasn't trying, Yuya always seemed to find new ways to kick start his brothers' protective instincts.

But they couldn't protect him from this.

They knew it would happen. Sooner or later their brother would remember, as they once had, everything that happened before they were born into their new life.

Ever since they'd gotten him back, Yuto, Yugo, and Yuri didn't have to wait to remember. They were born already knowing. The memories of the thousands of lives they lived already there inside their newborn heads.

They considered it a blessing. They didn't have to wait to regain their memories in order to love their little brother properly.

But because they were born already knowing, they almost forgot what it was like before that. When they had to remember, one dream at a time.

They say that stress is less harmful when you have people to help you through it. Maybe it's the same with trauma.

Because the memories Yuya got back...

They got worse before they got better.

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