9.18.1 The perverted old man.

The ferocity of the attack left Rosso hapless, unable to move and seeing that death would soon come to him. Such a pity, although my memories lacked the details of who this man was, or why he showed such aggression, the flames on his body were sign enough. A radiant knight, the perfect suppressant for Rosso, who carried multiple curses inside his body. 

Death would be a luxury to my boy. 

"*sniff… the spunk of a rat. He is here." Then the man turned and looked at me, who stared at him without fear. "You are him, aren't you?" There was a sense of familiarity in his voice, sadly, my memories at the moment were limited, even with the help that Malidi gave me to stabilize my current existence, it would be a far cry for me to say that the memories that didn't even exist before are back.