A modder, named Peter, remembers himself, his friends, his mistakes, and his successes. And forgets what to prioritize, as we all do sometimes.
This is the beginning of the first story in this long, segmented tale. May Peter's soul rest in Magdala, wherever the golden ocean may be.
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So, here it is. The first splinter from Excerpts.
A story forgotten, and remembered.
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"In that world line, you really were bad at life, weren't you?"
"Shush, I did some things."
"Oh, I guess you did save me. Thaanks."
"...Is there even a point to thanking me for another world's events?"
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Forgetting and Remembering
Short StoryMany things happened in the world since the World Wars and the Cold Wars, and in a tech-specialized city, a small workshop engineer worked in obscurity. He forgot who he was, and he's forgotten who many others are. This, is the story of him remember...
