in the twenty-first century, armin arlert lived a fairly normal life.. all except for the fact that he seems to have recurring nightmares or moments of déjà vu. moments where he felt as if he had lived a life much darker than the one he was in now.
by the age of twenty-one, he decided to write down everything that he could think of, every memory that seems far too real. hoping that someone out there would understand the feeling, he published the series of books.
surprisingly, they were successful. people seemed to enjoy the idea of danger when they weren't the ones in it.
time went by, and nobody seemed to come forward. he had come to believe that maybe, he was the only person that had ever seen something so horrific in his memories.
that is, until you showed up at his doorstep, holding a copy of one of the books in a shaky hand.
