Lorenzo is someone who seldom reminisces about the past. For him, the first half of his life wasn't pleasant; it was shrouded in gloom and bloodshed, with only a few reassuring flashes of light, which have long since dimmed.
So, there's no use in reminiscing, and no need for it.
Wandering through the halls of memory, Lorenzo at times feels joy and at times sadness. Dust scatters in the dim light, sparkling like stars.
Sometimes he lived so deeply immersed, pouring his heart and soul into hunting demons, into a state of self-forgetfulness, that even those fleeting moments of happiness he once had were forgotten. Thinking back now stirs a different kind of feeling.
"It's so long... do I have so many memories?"
Lorenzo suddenly stopped, gazing at the corridor stretching to the end of his sight, feeling a bit puzzled.
