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Who: Gaignun and Jr.
What: In a rare display of impatience, Gaignun decided to take on his own plan.
When: Tuesday, August 18th, 1:00 AM.
Where: City Hall.
Warnings: The name Gaignun has a silent g in it.

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Entry two. April 26, year one.

Memento Eden. That is where I am, apparently, not that it helps me much. It doesn’t ring any bells, but I still don’t remember anything, so I suppose it makes no difference. Aside from the lack of any signs of civilization, it’s not a bad place. The air is clean and pure, the weather is mild - though I guess that’s just because it’s April right now - and I found many fruits yesterday.

Ah, right, the date...

I saw people when I woke today, though I don’t really know if I can call them 'people.' I don’t think they were human, at least. There were two, both cloaked and hooded, who beckoned to me to follow. After telling me the date and location, they refused to answer any of my questions, saying only that they were taking me to their masters.

The masters were... are... children. At least, I thought they were, a silvery, glowing pair of twins. They told me that they were Memento and Eden, the creators of this place, and that it was a sanctuary for those who despaired. I suppose that meant I was one of those, then. It’s strange to think of it in such a detached way, but if I can’t remember, there is nothing to get attached to.

They offered to let me stay, to let me establish my own world here, if I could promise not to seek those lost memories. Perhaps it was their presence - or perhaps I would just like to think so - but I took the coward’s path and agreed. I don’t know what will happen to the people I must have known back home, I really don’t, and I am afraid of staying here, but... I am more afraid of returning. In either case, the choice is made. I can’t turn back now.