Fiction:Lost Memories

"Lost memories" is the name given for a particular series of events involving Ufo'Talla and his experiences beginning on the 165,344th anniversary of his wife's death. These events have been chronicled by Ku-Rokti, both for the purposes of data storage and transmission, and in case similar events ever begin to occur.

At the end of this recounting, protocol will be given should this happen again. Ku-Rokti will also provide the results of any research he conducts in the future which may help to explain any of the events which occurred.

At the Bar With Raydon
August, 29, 2794

The Judge sat down at the bar on Arena. He ordered the bartender, one of Ku's Nirmitas, servants which all Isio'Nar, including the league to some extent, could create from their own thoughts and emotions, to get him his usual mix of terran wine and fruit juice.

The Watcher entered the bar as well, looking to get a drink before returning to Oculatus. He sat down at the bar and waited for the bartender to show up. It was then that he noticed Judge not that far from him.

Raydon - Hey, Ufo. What'cha up to?

Judge - Not much. Just... drinking my troubles away. As though mere chemicals could actually affect my ability to think about... about what today is.

Raydon - Sporebuck for your thoughts?

Judge - This...

The Judge let out a sigh

Judge - This is the anniversary of my wife's death.

The Watcher took a sadder expression.

Raydon - I think I know how that feels.

Judge - Yeah. You probably do.

Raydon - You wanna talk about it?

Judge - I guess.

The bartender brought Judge his drink, and he started sipping. Raydon turned to the bartender.

Raydon - Just bring me my usual.

Bartender - Yes, sir.

Judge - Lanya was her name. She died of illness. They gave her five years to live, and around her expiration date, she passed. The League wasn't powerful enough yet, so I couldn't collect her soul.

Raydon nodded solemnly.

Judge - I remember the day she died was the same day the league, just me and Ku at the time, killed it's at the time second most powerful enemy yet.

Raydon - A bitter-sweet day, obviously.

Judge - Maybe, kind of like a grain of sugar in a barrel of animal dung.

Raydon - That's probably more accurate.

Judge - Indeed.

Judge - Hydroxus, the god slayer, that's what he called himself. He hated immortals, and often killed them horrifically, but no matter how satisfying, no victory could make up for losing her.

Raydon - I'm... sorry. I'm not sure what say.

Judge - Not much to say, hence why I come here to do this, every single year. The only thing I can say to console myself is that I had those extra five years with her, though I don't really remember much of the time I spent with her during then.

Raydon - I try not to think about what happened to my race. Pretending like it never happened is a pretty good coping mechanism for me so far.

Judge - Yeah, maybe. Heh, I do remember feeling a twinge of satisfaction when I took out Hydroxus' pet. It was this, bizarre, morbid thing. It was also a critical part of his operations. I remember it had these absolutely massive claws. I ultimately killed it by jamming its own claws into its heart.

Raydon - Heh. Oh, the irony.

Judge - Yeah. Not much else could really kill it.

Raydon - Sounds like quite the story.

Judge - Yeah.

The Judge disregarded his previous slow sips and chugged the rest of his drink, before ordering another.

Judge - There's not really much to do about that day now. The drinks are helping a little maybe, just by distracting me.

Raydon - True. I have still nightmares about my people sometimes. Heh. Most people wouldn't think a "god" could even have nightmares.

Judge - I see. Well then, I do have a job to do in a few hours.

The Judge chugged his drink and ordered another.

Judge - So, what's on your mind?

Trivia

 * This story is the first appearance of the bar on Arena, though Aeoneonatrix does have future story ideas which may involve it.
 * This story is based heavily on Silent Hill 2.