Arknights: Fractured Memories
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  • Reads 7,565
  • Votes 252
  • Parts 11
  • Time 1h 11m
Ongoing, First published Sep 07, 2021
Rosmontis doesn't remember much about her past. The second she woke up she was riddled with bandages and other medical stuff she can't seem to remember the name off, everything hurt but at least there was a kind man willing to guide her to recovery. Maybe he can even help her find out what her past really is.

Six really shouldn't have tested his luck with the fried Transportalponder. Now there was a heavily injured feline right in front of him, with nothing better to do he decides to help her. It's not like helping one person out could ruin his chance at a quiet life in this new world right?

'Wonder if Caesar really died because of his brain tumor and not because he saw his right hand man like this.'
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