Looking at the tattooed hand skilled with bandages, Charles spoke with a hint of teasing in his voice, "What, still afraid of forgetting?"
The bandage-tattooed hand nodded while tattooing. "Habit...such important...things...better to tattoo them...I've forgotten...many things...that happened in the past..."
After thinking for a moment, Charles glanced at his first mate, "How about I try helping you recover all your past memories? With my current ability, I should be able to do it."
After hesitating for a while, Charles said again, "I've seen many shadows on you, many, very good ones."
The tattoo needle quickly paused in the bandaged hand, only he knew how important the captain's words were to him.
As an immortal existence, Bandage only knew about his present and past, but nearly a thousand years of memories in between had vanished.
He knew he once went into the crevices of God's nails and was once the Governor of a vanished island, but beyond that, there were no more clues.
