It felt strange to be back in a physical body, but TK was glad to at least be back in his true body. As interesting as the experience had been, he could safely say he didn’t want to be an amnesiac. He didn’t want to forget his past and his relationships. Each one was important to him and he was glad to have them back.

…right?

Bony fingers tapped against the leather cover of his newest book, a collection of old human fairytales that had spawned a variety of Halloween denizens. Gold eyes mindlessly read the title over and over, but it never fully registered. Something else was bothering him. He was missing something. The skeleton boil could feel it.

Who do you think you are? A good question. He thought he knew who he was, but now he wasn’t so sure. Something felt off.

Look at your shadow. He obliged and looked down. At first it appeared normal—a tall yet incredibly thin shadow with gangly limbs, but then it grew. The silhouette began to fill out until it formed a figure with a familiar sword.

You have forgotten something. Memories. I borrowed those from you and now you have my word I will return them. Take these memories and use remember their blessing. As long as you remember your path as a hero, I will be there.

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He hummed softly when he noticed the lock. It was slightly ornate, but more on the simpler side. So he had forgotten things after all. What a shame. Quiet laughter as he turned around, book in hand. Satisfied at last, TK turned to the first page and walked away.