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Lost Memories

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Parts 28
Time 4h 37m

behind-the-mirror99

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Who am I? Well damn, I sure would like to know. I have been locked away in this solitary confinement for so long, I have lost myself; I don't know who I am or why I am here and I need to find the truth.

At last, after all this time, I'm going to get the answers I've always wanted...All Rights Reserved

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Kadota (Love Trilogy) by Lisa_Evette

In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.

Clock Breakers by XerxesMax19

After four years, my life was relatively normal again. Or it was, until a mysterious man with the wrong shoes appeared with a job offer from his boss. Now I'm jumping through time, looking for pieces to the biggest universal bomb ever created to prevent the explosion that destroys time itself. What the hell have I gotten myself into?

Primal by ChromeDome101

He's awoken from a dark slumber to a world he no longer knows. They want something from his memory but he has none. As life begins to play out, he begins to recall bits and pieces, but will it be to late? Will a weapon of mass destruction through the world back into the stone ages? Will he finally be able to remember everything of his past? The only way to get the answers he needs is to remember and that means massive headaches and a life of interesting twists and turns

Justice: Captain America The First Avenger by a_edgar_allan_hoe

Where am I? I could've sworn I died. I felt it, I felt the life escape my body. And yet, here I am, alive and well. I don't understand. I need to know what's happening. I need to know who and what I really am.

Beyond the Stars by helloiammarysue

I woke up in a metal cell, wearing some kind of black jumpsuit and bulletproof vest. It was strange that I knew the room was metal, or it was a cell, when I couldn't remember my own name. Or where I came from or what I was doing here. The room was tiny. My feet touched the door when I lied down. I stood up and pushed the door. Solid. Locked. It wasn't meant to be opened. I stepped back and analysed the situation. One - if it was not meant to be opened, it had to be opened. Two - I didn't know what was outside. Three - I didn't want to be locked up. The third reason outweighed all the others. Instantly, I knew what to do.

Emptiness. by needsomementalhelp

Maybe in the emptiness, I'll finally find a way to escape. But I know I won't. I never do. The darkness is just another cage, another prison, and I'm trapped, with no way out. So I lie there, in the silence, in the darkness, and I wait. Wait for the next day, for the next alarm, for the next moment that will never come. And I wonder, is this all there is? Is this all there will ever be? I'm so tired, tired of pretending, tired of trying, tired of everything. I just want it to stop, to end. I want to disappear, to fade away into nothing.

[We Are Legion] by Foxikori

How life falls always remains a mystery to those with a naked eye. You only need to find yourself to find those secrets kept from your soul. I don't remember who said that. What is true justice and how do I know what's right or wrong and who deserves to suck an egg. Those are my mysteries. Do I even want to uncover them? Eh, we'll see.

Poison Letters by XxnolimitsxX

I'm a mystery waiting to be solved. A puzzle, if you will. My journey isn't for the faint-hearted, nor is it a joke. This is reality. Come play with me.

Shadow forged: A Weapons Reckoning by MirandaNyalela

"The streets ran crimson that night, a morbid familiarity in our world of shadows. Though just a child, I was already acquainted with the stench of blood and betrayal. My mother's demise had unleashed a maelstrom of pain and suffering, a demino effect that left me as the forgotten pawn, the one that no one dared to claim. Yet, I remembered everything: every face, every name, every wound. The memories seared into my mind like a branding iron, fueling my unyielding resolve. I would make them pay, no matter the cost. In the depths of darkness I found my saviour, my tormentor. Xandros, the man who pulled me from the abyss, who bestowed upon me a name, a purpose. His guidance was my solace, his approval my sustenace. But I knew the truth- I was a weapon, forged in the fire of my own suffering, destined to unleash havoc upon the world."

The Loop of Destiny by Zenosine

To all those who have felt the weight of time's relentless embrace, who have searched for meaning in the endless cycle of existence, and who have dared to dream of a future beyond the confines of the present. May this story ignite your imagination and remind you that even in the face of the unknown, there is always hope. This story began as a whisper in the darkest corners of my mind, a haunting melody of time loops and forgotten realities. It was a tale of a man trapped in a cyclical prison, a prisoner of his own past, yearning for a future that seemed perpetually out of reach. As I delved deeper into this enigmatic concept, I realized that it was more than just a simple narrative of time travel and paradox. It was a reflection on the human condition, on our struggle with time, our yearning for meaning, and our constant search for something beyond the limitations of our existence.

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The Loop of Destiny cover

Kadota (Love Trilogy)

In the quiet desert village of Dey, living among the sand dunes and mirages, existed an anomaly - me. I was different, born without the ability to read, write or keep long memories. My scientist father hailed my uniqueness as a miracle, but my life was far from ordinary. To the village, I was just an oddity, a walking puzzle with missing pieces. My only solace was my best friend, always standing by me, his unspoken love for me etched in his affectionate gaze. We lived under a cruel regime with a population no more than a hundred. Every year, one of us would be chosen on the Counting Day, a ceremonious banishing ritual, to become yet another outcast to the floating prison island far off in the ocean - our village's dreaded version of population control. Our past criminals, defiant to government, and more terrifyingly, our loved ones gone missing, were thought to inhabit that island, their fate, a terrifying enigma. This year, as the Counting Day approached unrelentingly, and my loved one's life rested on borrowed time, I made a decision. I volunteered to be casted out. It was my turn to face the unknown with a hidden purpose - to locate my lost father who was sent there years ago.