There have been said many things about reincarnations and past lives. One of the most common delusions people have, is that they've been Jesus in a past live. Then there are people that believe in reincarnation because of their religion, they see it as a type of afterlife. And then there are people like me. We don't talk about it to anyone. We're rare. And we remember. We know. When we come across someone else with Memories, we look away. Especially if we've met in past lives. We must be careful with who we trust with our secrets, with who we tell about us. Some remember more than others. People like me, we love stories. Especially legends. Because to us, they're not. They're our lives. I have seen great kingdoms, some as mighty as Camelot, rise and fall. I've met many people, all as important. I've had the luck to meet an impossible man, traveling in a small blue box. I've seen two brothers, who's love for each other  is strong enough to move both heaven and hell. Aliens, invading New York. I was around to see the first vampires when they were young. I remember loving and losing people, and I've suffered the pain of seeing people I once deeply loved not recognizing me. And now I believe the duty has fallen to me to write down my past lives, my stories.