Author's Note: I screwed this chapter up. I wrote it in the PoV of the one with the amnesia, aren't I smart. It's shorter, too, so that's even worse, but at least it's 20. And. . . I go back to school on the 18th, so let's see what that does to the story in terms of updates. . .

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I remember who I am now, of course. But back then, there was a time when something happened, and I couldn't remember. I couldn't remember who I was, who Arme was, who anyone was, and. . . who Elesis was. I suppose I'll tell this part as if I had no recollection of anything, just like then.

As I was being attacked by the purple-haired girl, the silver-haired boy suddenly collapsed. He looked as if he were in pain, and I felt sorry for him. I hoped he would be fine when he woke up, but of course, that wasn't the case.

"Lass?" the purple-haired one asked, her voice suddenly full of worry. I was amazed, and a bit surprised, how she could go from cruel torturer to worrisome female. She shook the boy, crying out his name, telling him to wake up.

"It may be his heart!" the male elf said, quite worried as well. The girl hugged the one she was holding, starting to cry.

"He needs a defibrillator or something!" the elf continued. When the girl asked what that was, he said, "Well, one of those shocky thingies!"

"Will my Lightning Bolt work?" she asked.

"Go for it! Just don't over do it."

Taking out the staff she whacked me with earlier, the mage, or at least, that's what I assumed she was, sent out a small bolt of lightning at the white-haired one. He flailed a bit as the electricity went through his body.

"A-Again!" the elf cried, so she did it again. This time, it worked, as the white-haired boy gasped loudly and started coughing up blood.

"L-Lass!" the mage cried, and hugged him, tightly. Speechless, he simply hugged her back, looking quite shocked.

"Are you okay, Lass?" she continued.

"I don't know," he answered. "My chest hurts a little."

"I-I don't want you to die!" she cried, tears streaming down her cheeks.

"It's fine, Arme," he whispered to her, before kissing her softly. "I love you, y'know?"

"I love you too. . ."

"Aw, how cute," a female elf replied. Her hair was quite yellow.

At that point, I think I fell asleep, because I remember seeing myself. I dreamt that I was this sword-wielder, who could also incorporate magic into my attacks, though the magic wasn't as powerful as the magic the mage could use. I was also able to use this long, broad, spear-type weapon, one-handedly. A dragon was mine to summon at will, as if I were a tamer of dragons. Then, I was like a shield. I could take many hits, yet still stand, as I blocked and fought, with a sword and shield. Finally, I had the use of a long, thin sword, and could use even more magic with the sword.

Fast and swift, I took down my opponents quickly. So easy. . .

I started to wake a bit, but I was still heavily asleep. I think I said someone's name. There was a weight on my back.

"Ronan?" I faintly heard. I woke up, slowly, and tried to get up, but couldn't.

"Who's sitting on me?" I asked, my voice thick with drowsiness.

"Me," was the reply. Me who? I felt a poke in my backside, and was asked if I was awake. I simply uttered a small sound in response.

"So what did you dream about?" I was asked. I simply told her what I had dreamt about, but I talked about it as if I were talking about someone else's dream, as if it weren't me. It couldn't be me, yet. . .

There was a bit of silence from the one sitting on me, before I heard, "Okay?" I nodded, then proceeded to roll sideways, hoping to dislodge them. It worked, as I was met with a kick to the side and was asked, "What did you do that for?!"

I realized I had rolled into someone, knocking them over.

"Oops, I didn't see you there," I apologized.

"Get off," they said. It turned out to be the red-haired female.

Well, I rolled back, but then I got sat on again. Just peachy.

"C'mon!" I cried out.

"No."

"Pwease?"

"Hell no!"

I started to cry. I really didn't want to be here, as if I were some prisoner!

"Sorry," I heard.

"Why am I here again?" I asked, after my sobbing had subsided.

"Sheesh!"

"Seriously."

"You lost your memory. . ."

"And?"

"Remember damnit!" they screeched into my ear. I think this was the blond elf. My ear rang after she yelled into my ear.

"Oh, I got a great idea," I heard, voice filled with sarcasm. I think that was the mage.

I was curious. "Why don't you. . . make out with Elesis?" I could hear snickering. Uhm, wait, what?!

I felt the elf move as she kicked the red-haired one, who was apparently Elesis. When I looked over at her, I felt something stir from deep within me, but I thought nothing of it.

"What?" she asked.

Hoping they'd forget about me if I closed my eyes and slept, I did. I woke up awhile later from a dreamless sleep. I peeked one eye open, slightly, and saw the male elf sitting on some weapons. Didn't that hurt?

Well, I felt that the elf sitting on me was leaning a bit to one side, so taking this chance, I leaped up suddenly and ran for it. I tripped over the red-haired girl, who was sitting right in my path. I felt someone sit on my back. They felt a bit heavier. I could tell, because the elf seemed quite light for her size.

"Don't go anywhere," I heard someone tell me. I let out a small whimper. "Sorry, I can't let you leave," they told me.

After awhile of just sitting there, I felt a poke, probably from the red-haired girl. I was feeling irritated, and without meaning to, snapped, "What do you want?" I must've sounded a bit mean.

"I. . . just want you to remember," I heard her say. She sounded as if she was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" I asked.

"N-Nothing!" she answered.

Rolling over a bit, trying not to knock her off, I looked at her.

"What. . .?" she asked.

"Tell me the truth."

"What do you mean?"

"Who am I, and who am I. . . to you?" I asked.

She looked at me a bit before answering.

"You are. . . Ronan Eurdon, a Spell Knight, Dragon Knight, Aegis Knight, and Abyss Knight. You are Kanavan's Royal Guard Master, who joined Grand Chase to explore the new continent, Xenia," she answered. "And you, to me. . . You are Ronan, plain and simple. You are the guy that I fell in love with." As soon as she finished, she started to cry.

"I-I'm sorry. . ." I said. I wasn't sure what else I could've said.

"I just want you to remember who you are!" She broke down crying, and I didn't want to see that. Looking around, I realized we were the only ones in this cavern. Where did the others go?

Gently getting her off of me, I gave the girl a hug and told her, "I'll try my best to remember." I had to. Something told me that it was for her sake.

"T-Thank y-you. . ." she whispered, before she leaned over and kissed me. I felt myself grow hot from embarrassment, and I was sure my cheeks were red.

"You really do love me, huh?" I asked softly.

She nodded, and started, "I sometimes wish. . ." before she looked down. I asked what she was about to say, but she simply said it was nothing, so I just hugged her tightly.

Hugging me back, she murmured, "I love you, Ronan."

I could feel a faint stirring in my chest as she told me that.

"Although, I don't remember you. . ." I said. "It seems as if my heart does."

"What can I do to help you remember?" she asked. I thought for a bit but nothing came to my mind that would help me remember, so I started to cry.

"R-Ronan?" she asked, voice full of concern for. . . me. Oh, man, I just had to remember, but how?

"I'm sorry," I told her, "that I can't remember."

"I-It's okay," she told me, but I knew it wasn't okay. She kissed me softly on the lips. Then I leaned in close to her, and kissed her deeply. I think I surprised her, for she pulled back a bit, and she looked a bit shocked. Her cheeks were tinged red.

"Elesis. . ." I whispered. Her name. . . Elesis. . . I. . . I. . . love. . . "Just kiss me. . ."

She nodded slightly, then leaned in to kiss me. I felt as if I could just stay here forever, and ever. . . But no. . . My vision swam, the edges growing fuzzy, before it grew black.