A voice reverberated across the surroundings as his thoughts went blank and everything turned white. "Well done on breaking the first seal!"

The man's voice carries dignity and power. A voice like autumn breezes that cools your spirit and authority like summer heat.

"I am you and you are me," the guy adds, "don't be frightened and you will know our tale. I only want you to know that this is the first seal and there are numerous seals that you must unlock."

    "Each seal has a condition that must be met before it can be opened; for the first seal, all you will see is an explanation of what has been done and the path that you should pursue moving ahead."

A dazzling light engulfed the man as he finished speaking. A memory plays, and he feels as though he is there, participating in what is going on.

He looks around and realizes that everything has an orange tint to it. The sun is setting and welcomes the sunset. The scent of sweetness from the neighboring fruit trees completes this nostalgic scene.

    He was now outside the citadel walls. He was seated on a bench leaning against the palace walls, as several people walked along the street.

The view is breathtaking, something you'd only see in paintings or movies.

He is only a spectator in this recollection. Julien is still, like if he were watching a movie.

This scenario, in which this man sits and observes, lasts 15 minutes. 15 minutes spent doing nothing except silently observing the scenery and people strolling and chatting.

    Following that, a different scenario is played. The man is currently standing in a magnificent corridor. The man is giving a speech, but Julien cannot comprehend or hear a word he is saying. All he can hear is the raucous yell of the audience. Cheers and praises can be heard everywhere.

He also spotted eight persons standing behind him. You can tell that the eight persons standing behind him are powerful. They have a chilling aura about them.

He also saw a woman dressed in a violet robe. She is surrounded by a pleasant atmosphere. Her appearance is recognizable, but he can't place who she is, as if it were already on the tip of his tongue.

    While studying this lovely lady, she suddenly shifted her gaze to him, and they locked gazes.

Julien was surprised, and he felt his throat close up. That stare startled him at first, but after a few seconds, it softened.

After the speaker finished his remarks, the next scene was played. The eight persons behind him are now gathered in a large room. They're sitting at a round table. Everything is quiet and still as if time has stood still.

    The man started talking. "The Ammolite Empire is no longer a threat to us," he stated, "thanks to the 4th generals' squad and efforts assassinating the 2nd and 3rd princes, their hierarchy was disturbed, which is a big blow to them."

"We also weakened their number one army, the Arcana Elite forces; while we suffer some losses, the rewards we get from our endeavor outweigh them."

The man in his memory keeps talking. Julien, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but be impressed by this man. Though he cannot comprehend any of it, he recognizes that his effort was successful and that the adulation was well-deserved.

He believed that this person should be a leader. Not just words, but action!

    Julien observes the faces in the room during the meeting. Their character voices and movements. He is not a fool, and he understands that this is necessary in order to recover his "lost" memories.

A different scenario followed after that one. They're on a massive castle ship. Yes, it appears to be a castle, but it is floating.

Stonewall Armada is the name of this floating fortress. Several warships are housed within this fortress.

The man is standing in the main control room, ensuring that everything is going according to plan.

    A shadow emerges near him, kneeling on one knee. "My Majesty, our scouts have all been slaughtered, but one of them conveyed the message; the second prince is alive and heading a great army," the knight remarked coldly.

   "Your Majesty, it seems the information is genuine, Algrea is a traitor working with the Ammolites," stated the woman who was seated in the middle of the control room.

He merely walked away with a frigid snort, "Hmph."

"Your Majesty, I recommend that we go back and regroup with the main army and plan for our attack anew," the kneeling man added. "Based on the information, this may be a trap."

Those who heard this all got to thinking. Julien was confused as he watched, saying, "What!? Is this like a movie!? Damn, this actually happens in real life."

    In his head, a voice began to speak. "What you will witness is one of my previous blunders; despite my experience, I am still naive, and I trust my generals so much that I entrust my life to them."

"Begin with the attack. Use the Armada cannon straight away to disrupt their forces. I need to see in my eyes that Algrea is cooperating with those scums," the man stated to the kneeling knight.