Thus, the wise strive for light - to start over with a life in different worlds

I was watching alone the night everyone fell asleep.

Stand beside the entrance to the cabin and look at the moon.

Different stars, large and small, are scattered around them, emitting a variety of colors from one another.

I turn away from those stars and stare at the dagger Scott gave me.

...... I'm fine. I still remember.

I also remember getting this from Scott. I still remember that Cyan taught me all sorts of things.

But it's going to disappear.

... Scary.

But I can't run away. I have to stop this war.

It's okay. I'm sure it'll work. Now we have everyone.

I put my dagger in my sheath and exhale heavily.

At the same time, I heard some footsteps from behind.

"It's gonna change, Lazareth."

"Zahr. No, I still want to be awake."

"Right."

That's all Zahr says, he sits down next to me.

The usual sword is not grasped in his hand, it's a whole round hips.

... Maybe you're here to talk to me.

"... if you're scared, you can run. I will not hold you responsible for this situation."

"Oh, I'd like to be honest. But I don't think I should run away from this fight. As Lazareth, we must awaken them."

"A wise man is a wise man, and you are you. Don't forget Yume."

"I know. So I shouldn't run away. If I run away here, I'll lose everything."

"... well. You're still the same."

... Zahr laughs all the time saying that and removes his glasses.

It doesn't change, does it? Has this been how I've been for a long time?

I don't know anymore. But we just have to move on.

"... Lazareth, do you remember having a sister?

"Huh? Was there someone like that in me?

"So why was he called a wise man, don't you remember?

"... um, bad. I can't seem to remember."

"Right."

... I don't know, as if I can't remember or didn't know it from the beginning.

But how does Zahr know so much about me?

"Don't you get depressed or something?

"Lose your memory? No, I don't really feel like I lost it. Something like the first time I've heard anything from you..."

"... well. Right."

After breathing, Zahr looks at the stars just like I do.

"Speaking of which, can you hear it from me, too?

"What?"

"If you're up to Dahlia too, aren't you going to cut me off again?

"Don't worry. I'm dealing with that."

... What if you got out of Dahlia's surgery?

Well, then, it seems like it would be nice to tell someone.

"... hey, Zahr. Who the hell is Daria after all? That's obviously not magic, is it?

"It's..."

Zahr says it unnaturally.

Could it have anything to do with me?

"I can't help but elaborate, but she has a deep relationship with you and with me. You are unforgettable and abominable to me, even if you have forgotten"

"... well. So, just one last thing, okay?

"Oh."

"What was my name?

This was a question from simple curiosity.

But after he opened his eyes for a moment, he answered, closing his eyes and exhaling.

"... forgot. Besides, what do you do when you know?

"I don't care what you do... do you care?

"Right. But unfortunately, I've forgotten."

... In the end, can't anyone ask my name?

No, maybe Dahlia knows.

"Oh well. Then I'll be back. Thanks for the change."

"Oh. Get some rest."

I wave to Zahr and he gives it back over my back.

... He doesn't have a great sword, but I guess he decided magic was enough.

I open the cabin door, leave my body on the wall and close my eyes.

... I wonder what I'm going to forget.

Was Sylvia just as scared as I was at first?

... Sophia too, will I forget?

"... I don't like that"

If you don't use your powers, that's fine.

But I don't have enough power. Neither is swordsmanship, far from Zahr's.

So I have to use it. Otherwise, I won't survive.

But I remember.

I drew when I lived, A Being Who Can Help Someone.

What's the difference between God, who creates peace?

Nothing is different.

But here they are, denying its existence.

Which one of us is right?

I don't know. Am I wrong?

Let's talk to Sophia again.

Then you have to ask them what their purpose is.

That's what I thought in my falling consciousness.