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Life can push you to the age of insanity,.A brief glimpse into Errin’s Journey and The Forgotten Valley.

Errin, a man of unknown origins, stumbles upon The Forgotten Valley, a place of profound mystery, where time moves differently, and reality bends like a dream. Drawn in by its untouched beauty and the simple life it offers, he soon finds himself entwined with its people, its customs, and a woman who binds him to the valley in ways he never anticipated. As he fathers children, his role transforms from an outsider to an integral part of the valley’s hidden truths.

But The Forgotten Valley is not just a place—it is an enigma. A world that exists between existence and illusion, where time can stretch a century into a fortnight. Errin lives through lifetimes, experiencing the joys of family, the serenity of nature, and the burden of questions that have no answers. His children grow into extraordinary beings, drawn into powerful sects beyond the valley, where cultivation, trials, and the fate of entire bloodlines are decided by strength.

Yet, a lingering uncertainty remains. Is The Forgotten Valley a sanctuary or a prison? Is his life there real, or merely a fleeting dream? When he finally leaves the valley, time reveals its cruel hand—only twelve years have passed in the outside world, while he has lived for over a century within (144year). Doubt consumes him. Was it all an illusion?

As he nears the end of his life, longing for the valley but unable to return, he entrusts the journey to his sons. Three set out, but only one succeeds. That son finds the valley changed—vast, filled with countless souls living in quiet harmony. His experience mirrors but does not replicate his father’s. And in the end, when Errin dies, he wakes once more… Was The Forgotten Valley real, or was it simply a dream too vivid to forget? Is life real, a dream or a mirror of domething else?

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ERRIN THE OUTSIDER

Either a Blessing or a Curse

Errin stood at the precipice of his own existence, the weight of infinite lifetimes pressing against his soul. The figure before him had offered a choice—return to the valley and forget, or step forward and remember everything.

But which was the blessing? And which was the curse?

His heart ached at the thought of the valley—the quiet streams, the laughter of children, the warmth of the sun-drenched fields. It had been a world untouched by the burdens of his past, a place where he had lived not as a warrior or a scholar, but simply as Errin.

But was that truly him? Or had he merely been hiding?

He turned his gaze upward. The endless stars pulsed, each one a fragment of himself. He had once wielded great power, shaped civilizations, loved, fought, lost. The knowledge of countless worlds lay just beyond his reach, waiting to be reclaimed.

To remember it all would mean embracing the vast, terrifying truth of who he truly was. It would mean shouldering the weight of gods and kings, of wars and wisdom lost to time.

But it would also mean losing the valley.

His fists clenched. "If I return, will I ever remember again?"

The figure hesitated. "Perhaps. But only in dreams. And even then, they will fade like mist at dawn."

Errin exhaled slowly. To live in peace, untouched by the burdens of eternity—was that not the true gift?

His voice was quiet when he spoke again. "And if I choose to remember?"

The figure's form flickered, their presence stretching beyond human understanding. "Then you will awaken to your true self. You will reclaim what was lost. But know this, Errin—there is no return from that path. Once you remember, you can never forget again."

For the first time, he truly understood the weight of his decision. The valley had been a sanctuary, but also a cage. His past lives had been burdens, but also truths.

He had spent lifetimes running from himself.

And so, with a steady breath, he opened his eyes—

Chapter 17:Either A Blessing Or A Curse