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Emilin died a tragically sad death in her first life, if you could call it a life at all.

No friends, no family, no ambition, no desire, no emotions.

NOTHING. BUT this time, she was determined to live her life to the FULLEST!

Emilin: [Who am I even?]

DOTING BIG BROTHERS: [Bah! Who else but our cutest little sister?]

LOVING PARENTS: [Ah! Our little angel of course.]

OTHER CLASSMATES: [Who is this ice queen? So cool!]

BEST FRIENDS: [Why is this so-called 24/7 ice face so clingy. But she’s too cute when she’s pouting! You’re our adorable little cinnamon roll.]

HANDSOME ML: [Yeah, why are you so cling to them? Come be clingy with me! You are mine, as much as I am yours.]

BUSINESS PARTNERS: [Who the fuck are you talking about? Surely, we do not speak of the same person! You are the little devil that descended from the 7 heavens, our little ancestor.]

To Live Again, For the First Time!

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The professor cooled down after a bit, but the fire in his eyes never died.

His passion for his work would have been admirable if his job were not so... tricky to label, a job of various aspects, both bad and horrific.

"Lock the other six in the dungeon and bring this one to my laboratory."

The professor spoke to F8, casually pointing at who he meant, but even if he didn't do so, F8 would also be able to guess the professor's intentions.

If the professor didn't specify a time, he meant that it had to be done instantly.

In the end, each one of the failed subjects was locked into a separate cell with their arms and legs tied up and mouth gagged to prevent suicide.

Lost Memories Pt V: (Unknown)