Tsubaki seemed oblivious to all this. Clutching her head, she kept saying, "I remember now. I remember now."
"Daddy told me he had something nice for me. Even lying on that cold operating table, I was happy, because it was something Daddy was giving me."
"Even when the scalpel cut into my body, even when it hurt so much I wanted to scream, I held it in, because I saw Daddy smiling."
"It happened every day after that, but I was happy. Mommy and Daddy never had time for me before, but now they were with me every day."
"I don't know when my memories started getting blurry. When I came to again, Mr. Black was beside me, and Mommy and Daddy had come back too."
"I didn't have to go through that cold and pain anymore. Everything was so wonderful. I met big brother Yuan, big sister Xiao Sha, and big brother Sigma."
Finally, Tsubaki asked, "Was all of this a dream? Were all those memories fake?"
Everyone present felt their hearts ache. None of us wanted to shatter the girl's beautiful dream, but someone had to do it.
Facing the menacing Pale Rider, I walked toward Tsubaki without fear.
Putting it into words might be cruel, but transferring the memories directly would at least spare us the awkwardness.
My finger traced a line through the air, green light forming at its tip as I sent a small memory spell toward Tsubaki.
I put everything I wanted to say, everything I wanted to convey, into it.
As the green light touched Tsubaki's forehead, she closed her eyes tightly, seemingly absorbing those memories. She would need a little time.
Once, he had been nothing more than a system without a will.
A machine without wishes of his own, using his