You wake up in the wilderness and discover that you've lost your memory. Fortunately, you're not alone. Someone is there with you. He says his name is Aks, your partner, your comrade-in-arms, your sibling in all but blood.
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Updates when I feel like it. I'll post daily from my drafts until I reach 40 chapters.
A story about two good people humiliated by each other's kindness and the world's malice.
Warning: Depictions of behavior or thoughts associated with mental illness, cruel scenes, and other potentially upsetting content the author doesn't want to spoil. If these are a problem for you, this is where we part ways. Please drop the story as soon as you feel uncomfortable.
Theme: In times of crisis, there will always be someone who steps forward.
This god is very leisurely, like an NPC
Is it Omya who draws his sword?
Crematorium! Can it be burned in one go?
What are you waiting for? Wait until twelve o'clock tomorrow 😭
It's beautiful. The author is very good at writing amnesia jokes. I think it's very interesting.
Has the heroine been deceived? This little guy is so scheming.
God, how many times does it take to be called frequent?