Chapter 10: The Anchor of Memory
"In the dark, a lamp and a voice were enough: the memory of his mother snatched his madness and gave him back his name. "
Sans Nom says: "Where am I? The voice was weak, uncertain, far from the guttural laughter of the Madman. He was in a black, cold void, after the devastation. He was in a dark place without any light, there was nothing left, neither his body nor his environment. It looked like he was dead.
He remembered: "Yes, I remember, I was transported to this strange world, to a desert. Then I met Râhenhotep and Nefirâ, who found themselves in this world like me where every living being has stats and powers, defects. Then, while trying to get out of the desert, we fell into another area, a dead forest without life. Then we met a woodmaker named Ahlmaris. Other events occurred successively in this forest, until I... I went crazy not to die. And then, warships fell from the sky, and one of them... crushed me. Yes, that's it. Am I dead? What an irony, after doing everything not to die, after going crazy to refuse death... So, I'm dead? "
While he was lost in this darkness, he saw a light in the distance in this darkness. He tried to get closer to this light. When he got closer, he saw a large painting of which a scene was unfolding. Sans Nom knew this scene, because it was one of the oldest and one of the first memories of Sans Nom when he was a child, at the age of 4.
It was night, in a homeless house. There was a woman or a young girl who was his mother. She was the current age of Nameless, or perhaps younger. She was a young girl with black hair and black eyes. They were in bed, and she held a lamp in her hand, telling him a story. His mother loved to read. Even if she couldn't afford to buy books, she picked up those she found on the street, abandoned books or newspapers.
No Nameless had no father, he was what is called a "bastard" in the true sense of the word, but he had a mother whom he loved. In his memory, he saw, in their makeshift house, his mother covering his body with a blanket while telling a story.
She said: "Once upon a time, in a world where people no longer saw the beauty of the world because of their personal misfortune... She spoke to him of hope and perseverance.
After finishing telling his story, Sans Nom's mother said to him: "Do you know why I named you Sans Nom? For many, Sans Nom means having no fame, no identity, or being nothing. But your name, Sans Nom, is the most beautiful of all names, your name is like this story, a beauty that no one sees, but that can encompass everything, the name, but not her." she said. "So promise your mother never to forget this story. Sans Nom, who was a child, did not understand, but he said: "Yes. "
But the Nameless who was watching this scene, the one who was in absolute darkness, whispered: "Mom, you were so young, but you had such a life. Unlike the young girls your age who studied, had fun, lived according to their desires. You had no one, no family or anything. However, you never gave up. You saw beauty in misery, until the end of your life, you never stopped living. "
Sans Nom laughs - not wildly, as before, but with a sweet and sad laugh: "Hhhhhhhh..." he says: "In the end, I was only my mother's child. But if we were different, we also looked alike, after all, it's my mother. "
Then, he slowly opened his eyes again.
He was no longer Nameless Crazy, but Nameless.
He lay in the dark rubble of the ship that had hit him. Despite the physical pain of his entire broken body, he felt strangely soothed. His madness had disappeared thanks to the memory of his mother. He was on the ground, he could no longer move because his whole body was broken. His arm, which was already in bad condition before, he even knew that he could never use it, was strangely cut. He had already been pierced in the abdomen for a long time, he had already lost a lot of blood, but we don't even know why, he wasn't dead yet.
He looked at everything, he thought as if it were nothing, but suddenly his status opened to inform him of the evolution of the Class: Homeless to become the Death Survivor class.
> Class: Homeless
> Type of Class: Subit
> Class description: Homeless beings are worthless people, with nothing, are just waste of the world.
> Class effect: Their life is 2x harder than ordinary people.
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> By the Death Survivor class
> Class Type: Resilience
> Class description: This class is attributed to those who defied death many times, escaping situations where the end seemed inevitable. It is not based on raw power, but on instinct, supernatural luck and self-control in the face of extreme dangers. The carrier becomes someone that fate refuses to let die easily.
> Class effect: Supernatural luck: significantly increases the probability of survival in deadly situations.
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He began to laugh, hhhhhhh, he said: "To say that I, the homeless, whose difficulty is multiplied by two, I become lucky! Hhhhhh. "
He was there, in the middle of wrecks and corpses, feeling every broken bone, every shred of bruised flesh. Then he turned his head with difficulty and saw the Ōdachi next to him.
He says, with a contained emotion: "Thank you, Mom. "
The outside world was chaos, the war of another world had just fallen on the Dead Forest, but Nameless had just won his own inner battle. He was no longer a pawn of madness or death. He was his mother's heir. He got up, more injured than ever. The Fool was asleep, the survival strategist was back.
He says: "Mom, I continue to move forward on my path to achieve my goal, the totality even beyond everything. But if my defect is without a dream, I have already found how to get around it. Maybe one day I will see the beauty that his mother had promised him, but if it did not exist, he would create it. Not for the sense, nor for the nonsense, nor for logic, but for his mother, simply, nothing more. "