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You had to wonder if you really are the "Merlin" people glorified.
You didn't have the knowledge for what the title meant, even your past journeys have never invoked something in you. Your memories have failed you to do anything to prove that they're still here, yet a hole in your memory means that you are indeed "Merlin" who disappeared two decades ago.
The face you once had stared at you blankly in a painted state.
"What did you do to receive this, Merlin?"
Merlin didn't answer, though you can feel their voice desperately trying to crawl back inside you.