
by lateraligator
Viktor has never forgotten a single thing in his life. His memory had always been something he took pride in, until his best friend revealed a fundamental law of reality to him. Viktor learns he isn't special. What he'd been so proud of was never a talent or a skill. It was his [???]. He finds this out only after fleeing his hometown, starting a new life as a student in another country. But leaving is easy. The question is whether he'll ever escape his father's reach, or whether something far more concerning is taking place in the world of memoria.
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