It was a slow evening. In his quiet home, Allen was reading a book about advance magic and sorcery. He was going to show his friend and rival Cross Marian that he can do better than him. He will prove to him that he was better and remove the mucking smirk on Marian's face. He looked at the window, it began snowing. He sighed and turned on the burner in his room. The fire in the burner flickered as he put in more wood into it. He closed the metal frame of the burner and sat to the sofa next to it and continued to read.

He read and read and tried to drill every information and spells on his head.

His concentration was ruined when he hear a tap on his window, he lowered his book and looked at the window. He saw Timcanpy, the golden golem that belong to his friend Neah Campbell. Tim continued to tap the glass window furiously.

'Strange' he slowly stood up from his sit and goes to the window to open it and let the little golden golem enter his home.

"What are you doing here, Tim?" Allen asked the little golem. The golem opened his mouth and showed him a hologram of Neah and to his shock and surprise. Neah was covered in blood and bruises. He seemed to be running away from someone

"Neah~" the unknown man in the hologram was holding a sword. His friend was behind an alley. "Tim, I need you to get out of here" Neah said as he looked at the golem.

"Where are you?~"

"Hurry Tim" Neah demanded and the golem flew to the sky.

Allen swallowed the trapped air on his throat. His friend was in trouble.

"Take me to Neah, Tim!" Allen shouted. The golem nodded. Allen quickly put on his brown jacket and quickly went outside, following the golden golem.

The snow began to fall and the streets were covered with it. Allen ran as fast as he could to get to his friend.

"Please don't be dead, please"

He arrived in the dark alley. He walk through the darkness and in every step he made, made his stop beat faster. He saw something on the corner and the something was someone he knew very well. It was his friend Neah, all beaten up and his blood was dripping on the floor. "Neah!" he shouted and quickly went to his side.

"What the hell happened to you?! Oi! Answer me goddammit!"

Neah looked at him with blank eyes. Life draining on them in every second. Allen needed to save his friend but how? How?

"Allen?"

Allen looked at him and he could clearly see that his friend was not ready to die. "Yeah, it's me, Neah…"

"Why… are you here?"

"To save your sorry ass stupid" he said.

Neah faintly smiled and shook his head. "It's too late for me, friend"

"Don't you dare say that!" he shouted to him in anger. If only he could find who have done this to his friend. If only he could help him. He can't do healing spells. If only…

Something clicked into his mind. He read about something in the book about memory transferring. It might be his only chance.

"Neah use me"

Neah looked at him with a confused look.

"I will protect your memory" he said as he put his hand on his chest with determination. "Even if it will take years to pass until your awakening"

"Until then, you will rest"

"Are you insane?" Neah said to him.

It will be a risk. Allen knew. He read about it, if the memory transfer was complete and successful, the memories of the vessel will slowly fade away. He will take the risk for his friend. To get the revenge for whoever have done this to him.