After some heavy negotiations between Gale and the shopkeeper, who was now given the name Sheep for some reason, Gale managed to convince him to join our team in order to help us escape the endless cycles of forget. The only reason he's doing this is for me, or rather the person he remembers me as—Magnes. I don't mind though, so long as it gets us the help we need.

"So, what exactly was Magnes like?" Gale asked as we trekked through the busy streets.

"She was a handful." He chuckled warmly, "A steadfast wild girl with a heart of gold. She did get on my nerves a bit at times, however."

"Sounds like I really pestered you." I smirked smugly.

"Yep, I was handing out clothes to everyone as per usual, when you suddenly showed up with your friends and began asking questions." He recalled, "After you got what you asked for, the three of you left."

"Us and that Sab guy, I assume?" Gale asked.

"Yep, said you were chasing after a guy with wings." He glanced up, "Not long after you came back alone to ask me for help after your group got attacked by a brute and separated."

"A brute?" I asked, "Wait, could it have been that guy we just ran into a bit ago?"

A brute... That's certainly one way to describe him. Those golden arms are no joke, he really did have enhanced strength when it came to smashing things into a billion pieces. Had they not been invincible, I don't think either Gale or Sheep would have survived the encounter. I guess it makes sense—If everyone loses their memories, then events are bound to repeat in similar ways over and over. Just gives me more motivation to get out of the loops, in my opinion.

"You stayed with me for the rest of the day in the shop." Sheep continued to reminisce, "No matter how many times I told you to not meddle, you still did. It made the monotonous job livelier, though, so I would be lying if I said it angered me."

"Oho?" Gale teased, "So that's where it all started, hm~?"

"Started? What did?" He tilted his head.

Gale didn't have to do this now... or ever for that matter. Sheep hates my guts, but from what we've heard, he's quite eager to be with Magnes again. It's an uncomfortable situation for everyone, so I was much rather hoping we wouldn't have to shed any light on that topic. Sheep too, he's acting dumb to hopefully get Gale to back off, but he's being incessant as usual. Guess I should just make everything clear so we can move on properly.

"Sigh, he's asking about us." I bashfully explained Gale's words to him.

"Oh, us." He furrowed his brows, "Yeah, that's the first time I met you two."

"N-No, I didn't mean all three of us." Gale curbed his snickers.

"Sheep, you can't be serious." I lightly shoved him, "He was talking about you and Magnes, dumbass."

"Magnes would've never called me that dumbass name!" He proudly crossed his arms and looked away with a pout, "She called me Peanut Butter, for your information!"

...Peanut Butter. That's the name my past self gave you? Honestly, it fits, I'd probably think of the same thing if he asked me. It's mad stupid though, so thankfully for him Gale came in with Sheep before that could happen. Not too large of an improvement, mind you, but anything's better than freaking Peanut Butter.

"...Peanut Butter?" Gale raised an Eyebrow.

"I hated it too, but I guess it's what I deserve for not choosing a name myself." He shrugged.

"I see you still haven't learned your lesson." I mocked, "Sheep."

"Call me whatever you want." He acted like it didn't bother him, but the Eye twitches all but gave him away.

"...Sheep."

"Hrm..."

"Sheepy Sheep."

"Hey, no fair! Quit adding to it!" He snapped finally, "Fine! You want a name, I'll give it to you! From now on, call me-!"

Swoosh! A terribly strong gust of wind blew through our street, knocking quite literally every person in its path. Getting back up to see what the source of that wind was, we weren't at all surprised to see it was already long gone.

"The hell was that?" Gale looked back.

"Ugh..." Sheep kept lying on the ground, "Dammit..."

"Hey, get up." I lifted him, "Do you know anything about that or not?"

"Unfortunately, I do." He groaned, "Happens more often than you'd think. That was someone still getting the hang of their new wings."

New wings? Wait, so it was a seraphim! Just like he said before, it's a person that finished the prerequisites to become a seraphim, so now they have wings and can keep their memories between cycles! If it's that, then we definitely can't let a chance like that slip by!

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"Then what are we waiting for?!" I hurried in front of them, "After that person!"

Nope. Immediately after I finished my sentence, another gust of wind blew past us, but this time it wasn't nearly as bad, albeit just as if not even faster than the previous one. The wings that created this second gust were way more experienced, possibly this could be a chase scene or something akin to that. Looking up, I could just barely make out a fast moving dot high above in the sky.

"Ignore it." Sheep shook his head.

"You crazy!?" I yanked him back, "This is our chance, I know it! If we manage to talk to them, they might tell us how to become seraphim!"

Annoyed, Sheep blankly stared me down before sighing and turning to look at Gale. His gaze indicated he was asking for Gale to talk some sense into me, or at the very least take his side on this. Gale, however, knew what the right choice to make was.

"Sorry, but I'm with Maggie on this." Gale shook his head, "It beats randomly wandering throughout the streets. This is a goal, an endpoint."

"If we manage this, I'll start calling you Peanut Butter." I thought to sweeten the deal.

"Hrm..." He grumbled, "Fine, but don't call me Peanut Butter!"

"Oh I will." I teased, "I'm sure you'd like that."

"No the hell I wouldn't!"

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"Come on, quickly!" I hollered as we passed by hundreds of alleyways and detours to get to where these two shooting stars were.

After having changed course, the sense that there was no more turning back became all the more real the longer we ran. It took a damn long time too, and we were pretty winded from it, but eventually we found them—Two ordinary looking angels with large Golden Wings around them talking in front of a giant fountain in the middle of an open field. Well, I say open field, but in reality it's just someone's yard. It is pretty huge though.

"Tch, lucky them." Gale tried squeezing through the metal bars, "They can just fly inside freely, meanwhile we're stuck outside because of the gate. I'm gonna have to climb over..."

"Wait!" Sheep looked terrified, "Don't do it. Do you know what this place is!?"

"No, how could we?" I asked a smidge angrily.

Before he got to say what this place was, two giants exited the mansion in front of the fountain the seraphim were staying by. Hovering over to them in an eerie manner, the titans clicked their tongues at one of the seraphim before they could even say anything.

"What are you doing here? Don't you know why we installed this gate in the first place?" The muscular giant rolled his Eyes.

"Sorry about him, he still isn't used to flying." The more experienced seraphim covered for his friend, "I take full responsibility. He was unsure of how to land, so I guided him to the most open field I could think of."

"And that place happened to be the Gods' Abode?" The lankier giant inquired.

T-The Gods!? Wait, there's two of them, so are they Selzion and Prylos? The God of Knowledge and the God of Meditation live here... Phew, it's a good thing Sheep stopped Gale before he could hop the fence, in that case! Otherwise we would've been in a huge heap of trouble. Let's just listen in to their conversation from afar for now.

"The lanky one is Selzion, and the other guy is Prylos." Sheep whispered, "They seem kinda pissed after what these two pulled, so let's try and not get involved if we can."

"Got it." Me and Gale nodded as we continued to listen in on them.

"I just got my wings today, ha-ha..." The seraphim that started all this said bashfully, "Didn't exactly have much of a tutorial on them..."

"A tutorial. Hmm, would that be a good idea to implement?" Selzion was on board, "A way to get new seraphim accustomed to their powers."

"Like a sort of training area where they can fly around without worry?" Prylos asked, "Is there even a point if every building just resets eventually?"

"There is." Selzion inspected the large crater in their yard the seraphim had caused with his haphazard landing, "Our yard doesn't reset."

Their yard doesn't reset...? Why though? Surely the all powerful Gods of this world can spare themselves the same privileges they gave to their subjects, no? Unless... there's something they can't afford to rollback. This is getting interesting.

"Hm?" I looked next to me to see Gale on the other side of the fence, "H-How'd-!? What!?"

"Shh! Look here, I bent the bars just enough for us to be able to pass through!" He whispered, "Come on, if we go around the back, we might be able to sneak inside the House of the Gods!"

"You moron! Are you crazy!?" Sheep stopped him, "You wanna get us banished from Heaven?!"

"I wanna see what I can find." Gale replied immediately, "Maggie, back me up on this."

"...You heard it yourself, they can't reset their own home." I glanced back at them, "I'd take that as meaning they have some kind of big secret that requires them to keep it permanent."

"Ohh, I haven't even thought about it like that!" Gale smiled, "So, got anything in mind?"

"...I think..." I figured, "I think that's where they set the rules of this place. Like a sort of control room. If we get in there, I'm sure we can find some way to keep our memories."

"Magnes...!" Sheep weighed it over in his head, "...Okay, let's do it!"

Thank the Gods, finally! Geez, it always takes so much convincing before he does anything with his life... In any case, we didn't want to waste too much time, but we also had to make sure we weren't spotted. It's a pretty open field, with pretty flat terrain, but given how far we were from the center of the yard where they were, we reckoned we could just barely pass by unnoticed if we stuck close to the ground and crawled. Did we look stupid? Yes. Did the people passing by the streets on the other side of the gate look at us weird? Certainly. But no matter how shameless it looks on the outside, we will absolutely enter that house!

"So, that's the case." Selzion's voice echoed throughout the yard, "You wish to use those wings to visit the Shrine?"

"Huh!?" The more experienced seraphim shouted, "How did you...!?"

"We are Gods, we know and see everything." He continued as I suddenly felt a glare creep up on me, "We will not excuse this behavior, your wings are forfeit."

"No!" The other seraphim shouted, "I just got these, dammit!"

"Selz, wait." Prylos stopped him, "You two can keep your wings, but only if you do this one thing for us."

"What is it!?" Both yelled, "Anything! You name it!"

"A group of intruders is trying to sneak into our house." Selzion smirked, "I'm sure you're both very well acquainted with them. Please see to it that they never pester us like this again."

Uh oh, we've been spotted. I turned my head to the side, expecting an attack from the two seraphim, but before I could even blink they had already swept me away. Guess they're really that eager to keep their wings. How annoying...