He had been awakened after a hundred years, destined to save the land like his ancestors did before. His written fate is accurate; he is to wake up with no memories of whatever happened before he had fallen to a slumber. What if.. He had them in the first place? But a different memory? The blue garbed Hero had awoken with tear stricken eyes, voices had rung and filled his hearing. Desperate cries of his ancestors. Wishing for a single thing that the Goddesses didn't give them despite their prayers and their heartbreaking pleas. All had suffered so badly, they didn't want him to go through the same pain.