I had to go back.
Even if it wasn't for that cat, I had to go back to recover my lost memories!
He took his first step with difficulty. The stabbing pain in his head quickly became a tearing agony throughout his body, as though someone were stripping his flesh away piece by piece, as though someone were breaking his bones one by one.
What this pain brought was not simply suffering; it was more like an urgent push for him to wake up.
But his intuition told him that he could not wake up yet. Not now. I couldn't wake up before I saw that cat!
At last,
he stood at the stone house's entrance once more. It took all his strength to reach out and press his hand against the wooden door, then he used his body weight to shove it open.
The room, which had been bright and warm just moments ago, was now pitch-black, like a bottomless abyss waiting to devour every intruder.
The tearing pain intensified. He could even distinctly feel it frantically conveying a message:
Danger! Danger! Danger!
Don't go any farther!
Get out now!
"But the reason I came here was to find Lilith. If I leave now, what did I come all this way for?"
He forced a faint smile and stepped resolutely into that black abyss.
In an instant, darkness swallowed everything in his sight. He seemed to be walking through boundless chaos, unable to tell which way he was going or find his destination.
An icy wind full of malice swept past from time to time, leaving the broken fragments he had just remembered teetering on the verge of being forgotten again.
He quickly bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, forcing himself to remember everything, while his