Traveling to another world, inheriting a mess at the beginning

——Who am I?

Memory is the foundation of the self. If even memory has been lost, then am I still the same person?

Or, even without memory, will I make the same choice?

Is there really a correct answer to this question?

…

“Um… uh…”

When consciousness was gathered again, the first thing I felt was pain all over my body.

It was as if my body was torn, shattered, and burned, and then the ashes were put together again—even a slight friction would cause unbearable pain.

But in addition to the pain, the most important question is… why did I become like this?

“I…”

There was only a diffuse mist in my brain, and when I tried to recall something, my consciousness would immediately fall into turbidity.

I seemed to remember my name—but what kind of person am I?

“…Awake? Go call the doctor, and Wu Huan… no, his sister!”

Although I couldn’t open my eyes yet, a male voice that sounded quite loud came to my ears.

"It's a miracle that an ordinary human can survive in that state... Hey, can you hear me? If you can, don't move. Your body has just been repaired. You have to wait for the doctor and your sister to check it out."

Sister? Do I have a sister?

But even if I want to move, I can't resist the severe pain and weakness all over my body.

...

Soon, there were a few more people around me.

My vision couldn't focus for the time being, so I couldn't see the situation around me at all.

"It should be okay... After all, this human has no power, so it's relatively simple to repair. But I didn't do anything, it was basically all fog and illusion..."

"Yes, sister."

"...It's his sister's credit."

Although I couldn't understand what these people were talking about, but... it seemed that my sister saved me?

——Is my sister so powerful?

"Brother, I'll take care of her. You don't have to worry about it."

"Then we'll go and make a report first. If you need us, call us then."

Soon, the surroundings were quiet again.

The body was still trying to recover from the stiff state, and the pain from time to time made his consciousness more and more clear. Although there were still large blanks in his memory, he still knew his name.

Aarons... What was his last name?

"Brother, you are so cunning."

"Hmm..."

"You actually want to escape from your promise."

Escape from your promise... Did he do such a shameless thing?

So that's it. Maybe it's because he did something he shouldn't have done that he ended up like this.

"But there's still a chance."

The refreshing, moist, cold and slippery feeling began to wander around his body, as if he was entangled by something strange.

And the pain in his body, which was originally completely unbearable, was relieved a lot at this time for some reason.

"So, brother, wake up quickly."

...

"What happened...? Who am I?"

When Aarons woke up completely, he found himself lying in an unfamiliar room.

However, apart from his name and some basic common sense, his memory was blank for some reason - who he was, where he was now, what happened before... He couldn't remember any of these things.

"Hey, little brother. It looks like you have recovered."

Just as he sat up from the bed and was confused by these questions, a man holding a basket suddenly pushed open the door of the room and walked in from the outside where the sun could be seen.

But this person didn't seem to be human... In addition to looking quite tall, he also had a pair of sharp ears and two twisted horns that seemed to grow on his forehead.

Is this an alien? Or some other race?

"I got you some clothes... Humans like you are rare here, so the size may not be suitable, try it."

After the other party said this, Aarons realized that he was naked now.

But before he could react, the man put the basket in his hand next to his bed, and then poured a glass of water from the jar on the table next to him.

"Aren't you surprised to see my appearance? Did you often deal with non-human races in the past?"

"No, I... I can't remember anything in the past."

"Oh... But I was able to survive in that state, temporarily losing my memoryIt's normal."

After the tall man handed the cup to Aarons, he sat on a chair with an interested expression. After Aarons nodded to thank him, he quickly adjusted his mood.

It's most important to ask what happened first.

"Can I ask a few questions?"

"Do you want to know where this is? This is the shelter of the forgotten... It is specially for people like us who have nowhere to go."

Although this answer sounded like self-deprecation, the other party didn't seem too lonely about it.

"Do you know what aliens are? I know... We have some relationship with aliens. Do you know about the demon war a thousand years ago?"

Aarons nodded - he didn't forget this knowledge, but he couldn't remember anything about himself now.

"That's easy to explain, but don't be afraid... We are actually demons, who survived that war and survived until now, and were once enemies of humans. ”

——Is this man a demon?

The answer was indeed a little surprising, but Aarons did not feel fear——as if he had dealt with demons a long time ago.

“Hehe, it seems that you must have been a very brave guy in the past. Don’t worry, although we were once the enemy of humans, people living here will not hurt others at will.”

“Really… Sorry, I have something else to ask.”

“Put on your clothes first, and then I will take you to see our manager. You can ask me on the way if you have any questions… Oh, I almost forgot to introduce myself. I am the security guard here. You can call me Locke.”

The pronunciation of demon names is slightly different from that of humans, but there is no big problem in calling them.

“I am, Aarons.”

“Oh, we have heard this from Wuhuan…your sister. After all, it was she who dragged you to this place with only one breath left. You can also go and talk to her later.”

“Sister…I know. "

Although there are still many questions about himself and other things, Aarons can only look for clues bit by bit.

However... he actually has a vague impression of some important things.

-It seems that he has promised something to some important person.