《Last Wish System 》Chapter 365: Ocean of Memories
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Yale felt like if he was sinking into the endless darkness while memories from his time with Aiwai and Wyba repeated endlessly in his mind.
However, each time the memories ended with the scene of both of them disappearing in the space ripple, and then the memories started to repeat again.
"Why? Why has it ended in this way? It is my fault. They two are gone because I was unable to protect them."
Yale blamed himself each time he saw Wyba and Aiwai disappearing. He didn't know how much time passed since he started that loop of memories, but he felt that he had been in that state for a lot of time.
"No, I am wrong. It isn't just the two of them, master also died, and I still don't even know if his soul was saved or not..."
At some point, Yale remembered about Swordmad's death, and the memories about Swordmad also merged with those of Aiwai and Wyba making it even more difficult to endure for Yale.
"What about the others? They were all swallowed by the space ripples, are they alright? I have failed to everyone, and I was just worried by some of them? I am despicable!"
As Yale continued blaming himself, the memories regarding all of those swallowed by the space ripples also started to appear in the memories repeating endlessly in his mind.
"Why have I gone to the Dragon Race tribe? Why didn't I leave quickly after visiting them? Why didn't I just bet it all and jumped to a space ripple with those important to me? Why?"
Yale couldn't avoid continuing questioning his own actions. He wanted to know when he had doomed everyone because of his selfish decisions.
When more and more memories were being added to the endless loop of memories flashing through Yale's mind, there was a memory that caught Yale's attention.
"What is that memory? I don't remember anything like that, from who is that memory?"
Before Yale could continue guessing more unknown memories appeared, and they seemed all from different people.
"What is this? Stop! Those aren't my memories!"
Yale wanted to cry from the pain his mind was suffering, but he didn't have a body to do it.
The new memories were increasing, and a lot of people he didn't know appeared there calling him by different names.
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"I don't know them, but why I am feeling so bad for not knowing them? What is happening to me? I already lost everything. All my friends are gone, my family is gone. Who are those people who seem close to me? No, that is not me, they are close to the person who belongs those memories, but why I also have those memories. Haven't I enough with my own problems?"
Yale felt like turning mad with all those memories appearing from nowhere.
The stream of new memories continued to mix with Yale's memories which clouded even more Yale's mind.
"Who am I? Are all those memories mine? Real memories? Fake memories? How can I distinguish them?"
Yale wanted to discard those memories when they started to appear, but he found that he couldn't bear to do it, like if he was considering them as important as his own.
He feared those memories and wanted to reject them, but he was unable to do it
"What is happening to me? Am I even alive? I can't feel my body and not even the Last Wish System is working..."
Yale's consciousness tried to access the Last Wish System, but it didn't work. The Last Wish System was in Yale's soul and drifting in the darkness was only Yale's consciousness.
"Liye, wake up!"
A sudden call shocked Yale's consciousness. The call was a from a new memory that had just appeared, but that time Yale recognized the name.
"Liye... That was one of the names I used in my past life. Is this a memory from my past life?"
Although Yale though that at the start he discarded it immediately because the situation didn't fit with his past life at all.
"From today on you are my disciple. I accepted you although you can't train at all. Don't disappoint me."
Those words said by an old man were the ones that made Yale discard any possibility of being his past life and ended considering that it was just someone that was also called Liye.
"Yes, master."
The owner of that memory replied to the old man while bowing.
That fragment of memory lasted more than others, and Yale couldn't avoid remembering Swordmad when seeing the master-disciple relationship in that fragment of memory.
Yale felt immersed in that fragment of memory to the point that the stream of new memories had stopped, and Yale continued seeing that life from the point of view from that Liye. It felt like being completely immersed reading a book while self-substituting with the main character.
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That Liye was unable to train and had been considered trash by everyone. It was only that old man who thought that despite being unable to train, he wasn't useless.
As time passed, the story showed that the old man was right. That Liye was still a weakling, but he gathered a lot of knowledge, and even other disciples from the old man went to ask him when they have doubts about training.
Although he was unable to train, he turned into a true master regarding the theory and turned almost as famous as his own master.
He had a lot of disciples, and each of them was far stronger than him, but everyone respected him a lot, and anyone who dared to offend him would face an army of angry and powerful disciples.
That Liye was getting old due to being unable to increase his lifespan through training, and even the special resourced to increase his lifespan had his disciples obtained expending all their wealth weren't enough to increase it more.
At that moment, the Liye in the memories had already lived more than two hundred years, and he announced that he would die after being three hundred, which for his disciples felt too short, but for a mortal to live three hundred years it was already a lot.
The years continued to pass in the memory, and Liye was already on his death bed looking like an old man who would die at any moment.
All his disciples had gone to say Liye farewell, an even the big room where he was lying down wasn't enough to fit them all.
While they were entering and leaving to let space to others, there was someone who remained at Liye's side the whole time, that was Liye's master.
"It is truly a pity. You have been my best disciple, but fate is too cruel by forbidding you to train and forcing you to die so young."
No one knew that age of that old man, but it was clear that he had lived enough to consider that three hundred years was a short span of time.
"Master, don't worry for me. I have no more regrets. I would hope to meet you again in my next life, but I know that it can't happen."
No one seemed to understand the meaning of Liye's words, but since reincarnation was something that no one had confirmed in their world and was still a guess, they didn't overthink about it.
After saying those words, the Liye from that memory died, but the memory didn't end, and a different person appeared in a place that had no relationship with the previous one.
"So, this is the next trial. I know this all is just fake, but I will never forget what I learned there."
After hearing those words, something stroked Yale's mind as he had a realization.
"Why I am such a fool. Those memories are all mine. Those are the memories from the Life and Death Trials! That fragment just now was about the trial who originated the name that I used in my past life when taking disciples."
Yale could understand why using that name for such purpose because he could feel the deep impact that the trial had on him.
"I won't reject those memories anymore, nor I will fear them. It is my sin to forget about everything and think only about my present life."
At that moment, memories flowed nonstop towards Yale's consciousness, but that time he didn't feel any pain despite recovering all the memories from the Life and Death Trials. Yale had accepted them together with all the time he lived in those memories.
"Swordmad is dead, but there is a still a chance of his soul having survived. Wyba and Aiwai are in great danger, but not dead yet! The rest disappeared in the space rippled, but they could still be alive, maybe they need my help. Instead of drifting endlessly in this place, I must return!"
The darkness surrounding Yale didn't disappear after his mind stopped hesitating, but a body formed around his consciousness giving him the capability to move freely in the darkness. That was a body formed from Yale's will, the only type of body that could exist in that dark space.
"Congratulations from escaping from the ocean of memories! It would have been too weird for me if the owner of one of the five pieces of my inheritance disappeared there. Welcome to the Timeless Border!"
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