The moment Kael's fingers touched the crystal, his world exploded into memory. Lives upon lives cascaded through his mind – hundreds of versions of himself, each with their own story, their own path. He saw himself as a warrior, a scholar, a rebel, a hero. He saw himself dying countless deaths: in glorious battle, in quiet moments of peace, young and old.
But more than individual memories, he began to understand patterns. Each life showed him awakening to the truth about Eldoria, getting closer to some vital understanding before the world reset. The silver-haired woman appeared in many of these lives – sometimes as a friend, sometimes as a lover, sometimes as an enemy. But always, always, she was connected to the truth.
The crystal pulsed in his grip, and suddenly he understood what he was seeing. These weren't just memories – they were fragments of previous resets, pieces of lives that had been erased when the world rewrote itself. Each shard contained echoes of what had been lost, what had been forgotten.
A metallic voice cut through his revelation: "Critical error detected. Memory corruption in progress. Implementing immediate containment."
The Debug Knight's armored hand reached for him, but Kael moved with knowledge born from a hundred lifetimes of combat. His body remembered skills his mind had forgotten, guided by the crystal's power. He ducked under the Knight's grab, seeing for the first time its true form – lines of code arranged in the shape of a person, designed to eliminate threats to the system.
"Your programming is corrupted," the Knight declared, its voice distorting. "Debug protocol initiated."
The air around them began to crystallize as the Knight activated its powers. But Kael wasn't the same person who'd fled the library. With each pulse of the memory fragment, more of his past lives became accessible. He knew things now – about the Knights, about Eldoria, about himself.
"I'm not corrupted," Kael said, his voice steady despite the fear still coursing through him. "I'm awake."