Travel:Rewritten
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Ostatnia publikacja czw., kwi 7, 2022
"When all this is over, we'll smile together again!"
After making a promise with a mysterious girl, Noah wakes up in a field of flowers. The land is vast and gorgeous, and Noah wonders how he ended up there. He reaches inside his memory for the answers, only to realize he's lost all memories from his past. The only things he remembers is his name and the girl in his dream.
Curious, Noah travels the land for answers. Receiving drips of memories from his past life, Noah finds himself frustrated at how somber each memory is. Constantly running into trouble, he begins to wonder if remembering is worth the trouble.
"Perhaps ignorance is happiness. Or at least a way to avoid dissapointment."
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