No. That memory is foggy. Blurry, even.
I cannot properly visualise itโfor it is, at most, hazy.
(the one memory she seems not to be able to figure out. it's always blurry. always hazy. even if she can understand death for what it is.)
Whatever it was, it's not important to this lifeโnot anymore.
๐โ๏ธ: "...That explains it. So, you've got all your memories intact, I'm assuming? Even about that time?"
He's obviously referring to the time where he had to cut her down. She was too far gone into the void. He had no choice but to end her life.
...I know what you're wondering.
"This isn't HERโso how does this girl have HER memories?"
(right through him. of course she sees it.)
It's a long story. But in short, some form of reincarnation.
I'm not the "Yukari" from your worldโno, far from who I used to be.
But I am still myselfโ"Yukari".
๐โ๏ธ: "...You could say that."
His voice was a bit less cold, but still... there's something about all of this that rubbed him the wrong way. This wasn't necessarily the same "Yukari" he knew, but she has all her memories intact... how? And why?
The world hasn't exactly been... well, very "kind" to you, has it?
(there's a sudden switch of tone in her voice, but one still filled with curiosity. while this isn't the Yukari HE knows... howโhow does she have HER memories?)
Aww... you're not scared of me anymore?
At least you developed yourself further.
(and all of a sudden, the weather shifts. it's... raining? how peculiar.)
...Come.
We have much to catch up on. You, especially.
