Chapter 54: The courtyard and Jake’s simp (1/2)

'I remember now! They are my memories. I lost them after the rebirth process and couldn't remember. At the rate this is going, all my lost memories would come back!'

Jake shivered at the thought of recovering all his memories.

To any other person, it would be a good thing, a blessing, but to Jake, it was the opposite!

There was a reason he lost some of his memories. In truth, those lost memories were not the target of his memory wipe. They were just part of the casualties.

During his rebirth process, he went through some things that could scar him. He saw some things that were above him, and just the memories of them could destroy Jake.

Yes, the memories had that much power!

Such a scenario was akin to staring at the true nature of a god with one's mortal eyes.

'What do I do? I thought I had permanently wiped it,' panicked Jake.

'Shit! I should have realized that the word, ”permanent”, does not exist when it comes to affairs of the mind.'

Jake could understand the reason why his memories were coming back. It was due to him cultivating.

Cultivating would bring out the best in oneself, repairing all his/her deficiencies as one progresses further.

Jake was like a torn blanket. It was decrepit and needed a lot of repairing for it to become wholesome.

No wonder, his memories were coming back. They were the holes in the blanket that needed filling.

'This is a serious situation. On one side, I can finally be repaired, becoming perfect. On the other side, I would have to face the full brunt of the forbidden memories.'

Like a salted earthworm, Jake's brain coiled around, to and fro, before deciding on one option, the most dangerous one.

Since it is said that cultivation is limitless, I would bet my life on it. If I can acquire the strength of a god, perhaps, I would be able to face the forbidden memories, but for now, I would need to delay the recovery of my memories, to be specific, the forbidden memories.'

It was at this point Jake started to miss the Dungeon of Miracles.

The Dungeon had a library that possessed almost everything one could think of.

Jake was sure that he could find the answer he was looking for there, but sadly, the dungeon is not in this world.

To delay the influx of his memories, Jake would need something to stop it temporarily, as he was sure it could not be permanently stopped.

As his knowledge of this world was still deficient, Jake set the matter aside. He could only hope he found what he needed before it was too late.

Noticing the ray of sunlight on his skin, he moaned, ”Hmmm, where am I?”

Standing up, he recognized the structure of the place he was at.

It was his room at the guest house!

”They must have carried me from the stadium after I fainted,” Jake thought out loud.

”It is already morning. The last time I was awake, it was mid-evening. So, I slept through the whole night,” reckoned Jake.

He took off his current clothes. It was the suit he had worn for the King's celebration.

After wearing it for a long time, he felt stuffy in it.

Jake stripped down to his underwear.

He picked up a morning robe provided by the guest house and wore it.

As he was set, he strode out of his room, down to the dining hall.

...….

”Hey, Jake. Congratulations!” shouted Gavin the moment he spotted Jake.

He was very happy and that could be seen as he stood up from his seat to hug Jake.

”For what?” asked Jake, still feeling lightheaded.

”You qualified for the next stage, can't you remember?” Gavin quizzically looked at Jake.

”Oh!” uttered Jake.

If anything, he wasn't excited about his qualification.

Before the event yesterday, he had predicted his qualification. It wasn't a matter of confidence. It was purely based on his strength.

The Preliminary stage weeded out the weak ones and only left those average and above. Jake was sure he was at least average, but he wasn't sure about being top.

Yesterday, he wasn't the only one to effortlessly resist the pressure of the King's aura.

Plus, judging by the positive faces of Gavin, Nico, Jaya, and Lola, he reckoned that they had also qualified.

Jake could tell from the look of Andrew's face that he didn't make it.

Wanting to confirm his thoughts, he asked, ”How many?”

Despite Jake's insufficient words, Gavin could understand him, ”Just five! Unfortunately, Andrew....”

He stopped his sentence hinting for Jake to understand.

”Hmmm,” Jake replied.