A Name

"Who are you? Why should I remember you?" the young man asked.

Ning was a little surprised. 'Did I hurt his soul too badly? Did he lose memories?' he asked the system.

'I see, that's great then,' Ning thought. He looked back towards the young man's soul and spoke. "You were ill just before, and I helped heal your soul. Something must have happened for you to temporarily lose your memory, but you will remember it eventually."

"My… soul?" the young man asked as he looked at his own hands again. "Argh! I'm a ghost!" 

"Sigh, you're not a ghost, you're a soul. You've been reincarnated," Ning said. Having to explain it all over again felt annoying, but what else could he do?