Story cover for Remember My Name by hanjiklan
Remember My Name
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    Time 9h 21m
Complete, First published Sep 12, 2021
After almost seven years of not seeing each other, you happen to cross paths again by pure chance, with different purposes. You agree to assist one another in the hopes of completing your goal, which is to save your brother. However, things inevitably become complicated and never go as planned, leading you to confront your past.

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