A meaning-

'They've come a long way, huh?'

Theo stared around. 

The world around him was different.

After a certain point, Bromitian infrastructure had come to a crawl and no matter what- innovation never came. And it was said, in the next ten thousand years- nothing would change.

But the world around Gailardo was different. Much different from the world he was familiar with in the past. 

The roads, the vehicles- the buildings… just new. New architecture- new tech.

They all looked like from that small simulation he saw back in- the- 

And- even more so like his own home…

Like Aura-

'That's right…'

Theo woke up… He was no longer Theo. 

He was Gailardo Von Asterai- the count… the count of a forgotten planet.

A forgotten past. (A lot of people didn't forget it though-)

Sigh…

He kept forgetting, he kept remembering, and… kept on feeling guilty.

Yet-

He had to go on.

He had to move on.