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Michael turned fully toward Mira and Jace, confusion and tension mixing in his eyes. “Did father also arrange for you to come here?” Mira let out a dry scoff. “Father? Please. As if I’d ever ask that man for help. We all know you’re his golden child anyway.” She folded her arms and tilted her head. “That said, how the hell did you lose your memories? Did you hit your head that hard?” Michael instinctively rubbed the side of his head. The moment he did, something cracked open inside his mind. Images flashed violently, Moons University, the chemical technology faculty courtyard, Killian’s twisted grin, the iron rods piercing through his eye and stomach and the intense pain that surged through him at that moment. He staggered back as the hallway seemed to tilt. Thomas rushed forward and grabbed his arm to steady him. Mira watched with mild irritation. “Just my luck.” She muttered. “If it wasn’t for this damn hindrance, this would’ve been the perfect chance to end him.” More memori
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The next morning felt different the moment Michael opened his eyes. Celia was already awake and pacing the room like she had too much coffee. She kept checking her phone, adjusting the curtains, fixing the bed sheets even though they were perfectly straight. Michael sat up slowly, studying her without saying anything at first. He had lost his memories, not his instincts. Something was definitely off. She caught him staring and flashed him a bright smile, “Good morning. Did you sleep well?” “Like someone who ran a marathon in his head.” He replied calmly. “You seem… Energetic.” She laughed a little too fast, “It’s a nice day. That’s all.” He didn’t push it immediately, but the feeling stayed in his chest. It felt tight and uncomfortable, like a knot that refused to loosen. Whatever she and Thomas talked about last night had not left her mind… And now it wasn’t leaving his either. Later that morning, they went up to the rooftop. The space was polished and quiet, with sleek bench
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Michael stepped toward her the moment he spotted her, his eyes searched her face carefully when he noticed her expression. “I was looking for you.” He said softly. “Hey… Are you okay?” Celia stared at him for a second too long, studying him. There was no recognition or tension, no flicker of anger, just concern. Her heart thudded in her chest, “He doesn’t know.” She thought. “Uhhh…” She blinked and forced her thoughts into order, then held up one of the drinks she had been carrying. “Here, it’s your favorite coconut drink. You haven’t had one in the longest time.” Michael didn’t reach for it immediately, his gaze remained locked on her face. “I’m asking if you’re okay.” She smiled, though it didn’t fully reach her eyes. “Of course. I’m just a little tired since I’ve been looking for you everywhere.” He studied her a second longer, as if weighing her answer. “Are you sure?” She nodded and gently pushed the drink into his hand. “I think I’ll skip the session and get some rest.”
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“Are you okay, miss?” Michael asked, genuine worry in his voice as he bent down and picked up the handkerchief she had dropped. He noticed the faint red stain on it and frowned, “Here… You’re bleeding.” Mira gasped and quickly snatched the cloth from his hand. She turned her back to him at once, pressing the fabric to her nose, “Don’t let this fool you.” She said sharply, her pride rising before anything else. “I can still take you on.” Michael tilted his head slightly, a faint smile forming without effort. “Yeah, I’m sure you can.” He replied lightly, not taking her words seriously, “What’s your name?” She turned back slowly, disbelief written all over her face. “The first time you actually try to be funny, the joke isn’t landing right. Is your sense of humor that dry, broth-?” “Sorry, I can’t chat.” Michael interrupted gently, already stepping away. “I’m looking for someone. I wish you a quick recovery though… See you around.” He turned the corner and disappeared from her sig
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Treatment exercises began early the next morning. Thomas believed in starting with structure, so Michael’s schedule was already planned down to the hour. The first session was physical, they moved to a private rehabilitation room equipped with weights, resistance bands, balance platforms, and strange machines that measured reaction time and neural response. Michael started with simple drills. Sprinting short distances, stopping abruptly, then changing direction on command. Thomas would call out numbers, and each number meant a different move. It sounded easy, but the pace kept increasing. Soon, sweat rolled down Michael’s neck, and his breathing grew heavier. His body was strong, clearly trained far beyond average, but there was a disconnect between instinct and memory. Sometimes he would hesitate for a split second, as if his body wanted to do something his mind couldn’t fully grasp. After that came combat reflex simulations. Holographic projections would flash around him, forci
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The next few days at the estate felt strange and slow. Michael moved through the halls like a visitor in his own home, stopping often to ask questions about things that should have been familiar to him. He would simply turn to whoever was closest and ask, “What’s this?” or “When did that happen?” He asked about people, about battles, about arguments he had supposedly won and decisions he had supposedly made. One afternoon, he ran into Mikel Braken near the east wing and asked Barry how come he was now working at the estate. Barry calmly explained everything from the tunnels to Mikel’s little display of bravado to Michael putting him in his place, “He's been well-behaved since…” Michael nodded, “Good to know.” After several medical tests at the estate, long conversations filled with patience, and even hours spent alone in his study, flipping through journals and reports, it became clear that nothing around him was triggering a proper recovery. He tried reading battle summaries, l
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