Reaching out his hand, Ravian picked the black book off the shelf. He noticed that his hands were slightly trembling as he held the book.
He needed to open it to see the memory captured inside, but… it was hard.
Although he could only truly remember his memories through these books, he still had a vague idea of what those memories were about. Otherwise, he wouldn't even be able to function as a person properly.
And this was the reason why he found it so hard to open the book. His vague memories were already messing with his emotions. He wasn't sure he would be able to handle it.
Suddenly, he banged his head on the hard surface of the bookshelf.
'I have to do things properly! I can't let my fear stop me!'
Suddenly feeling a rush of adrenaline, he finally opened the half-torn black book. And…
