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Aryka can't seem to remember who he was before he was a dream watcher, so he turns to his friends to help him find out.
But of course, he discovers a clue that suggests that his past life might be the very person he was working so hard to eradicate from poor Vince's dreams.
Aryka decides to keep this hidden from Vince's tired eyes, but is that really the best decision?
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It has been a constant nagging at the back of his head. No matter how hard he shakes or tries to focus on helping Vince dream properly, it just won't go away.
"Who was I?"
Aryka had no idea how to use his new found feelings, like love and jealousy, because he had no memory of his past life. It's been bugging him ever since he met Xan and found out that he could still remember his past life, but at the time he had had to bury it in the back of his mind in order to be able to focus on his dream watcher work.
Aryka couldn’t just let it go. It was too important to just forget about. Frankly, he couldn’t even understand why any of the dream watchers were satisfied with having their personality stripped and kept from them.
He eventually turned to Xan and Methyst to help him solve this problem, and they tackled the challenge with open arms.
“First of all, we need to figure out where you were living before becoming a dream watcher. That would probably narrow down the number of people you could have lived as.” Xan said.
“Also we know that you’ve been a dream watcher for about four years, so that helps.” Methyst chimed in.
“Hmm. That is weird.”
“Excuse me, Aryka?”
“It might have something to do with being a dream watcher, but I’ve always been able to speak Thai well, so maybe that’s where I lived before?” Said Aryka.
“Isn’t that where your current human is right now?” Asks Xan.
“Huh, I guess it is.”
“Well that’s fantastic then! It’ll be so much easier for you to look around and- ……” babbles Methyst, while Xan watches her adoringly.
‘Why do they get to be all lovey-dovey when Vince won’t even spare a second glance at me?’ pouts Aryka. ‘Wait, WHAT?!’
Aryka blushes furiously, and everyone notices.
“Hey Aryka? Why is your face red?” Methyst asks innocently.
I mean, Aryka can’t have them knowing about him loving Vance, so he is forced to yell, “NOTHING NOTHING! Sorry, I mean, it’s nothing. Heh. Anyways, got to go now so thanks for the help! Bye!”
The couple just stares at him as he speed walks away.