Memories Of Days Past

Chapter Five

There are some moments you think back to and you don’t remember why or how you came to the conclusion. The answer to that, is you are being influenced. There are many theories about death, and I can say there is one true answer on Equestria, you die there and you will be “reincarnated,” that would be the simplest way of putting it. To clarify some more, when you die, your soul becomes energy, but still retains some of the information from its previous form. There is enough of the memories to cause for acts you would not know or normally do.

---Excerpt From Death Is Relative Vol. VIII

“So I guess you remember some of your old memories, or am I to assume that you got that name randomly and you are not the one I am looking for,” a voice from behind me spoke up.

        “I...ugh...what?” I stuttered out as a response, all the while scanning my eyes throughout the room searching for my book.

        He walks over and hands me something covered in cloth, we hold eye contact for a bit before he turns around and starts to walk to a door that wasn’t there a minutes ago. I unwrap it and there’s my book except, there’s a bookmark in it now. So I o the only logical thing, and that is turn the book to the bookmark and open it. That instant I feel a bright light flash over me as I am filled with ancient knowledge of other worlds, of memories that were mine, but at the same time not mine.

        “Hey Amanda, you can stroll through memory lane later, right now we got to go before Celestia realizes planeswalkers are in Equs!” Sara shouts over to me from another room.

        “Alright fine, but let me find my gear and rations. I do still need clothes and food you know,” I shout back as I quickly scramble around for the items I need.

        Memories  are strange things, I remember being found by Kyra the first time I planeswalked, but I also remember meeting him a week ago. I also remember being killed by Celestia, I also remember being her student. I have two sets of memories, one I know for a fact that I did and experience everything, the other seems real but I didn’t experience any of it.

        I was so confused, what was true and what was false. Maybe this was a ploy to get me to listen to him, maybe he’s trying to control me through fake memories…

        “Hey you alright,” I feel an arm wrap behind my back, and slowly carry me to the ground.

        “I’m just so confused, I remember so many different things, I don’t know which ones are true and which ones are fake,” I respond, I hear some footsteps approach me and I feel something get put above me.

        “Do not worry, they are both real I would love to explain this all to you right now kiddo, but we got to hurry and leave before another one of us dies...again,” he swiftly talks as he starts handing me all my old gear.

        My favorite cloak, my mother gave this to me before she was killed by the Phyrexians...wait no, Mom’s still alive and well in Canterlot. Ugh, my head hurts from all this memory stuff. I was handed another item, this time it was a gun, it’s kinda difficult to describe…there are all the typical parts there except there’s no magazine, try to imagine an Ak-48 without the magazine. It works of mana of any kind, but the downside is that it requires tons of mana to support it, or it doesn’t really work all that well. The last thing handed to me was the book I had accessed a few times as Twilight, or my spellbook and emergency memory jar, makes me kinda glad I was a bit paranoid back then.

        I got up and put on my cloak, strung the gun over my shoulder and attached the book to the belt I had on when I “transformed”. After all that I dusted myself off and said “Well, I’m ready to get out of this place.”

        “Alright, that is fantastic, Sara hurry up we will miss the grand exit I have planned for tonight!” he excitedly, which was extremely surprising, since I’ve never heard him show emotion in his voice, ...or have I.

        I clutch at my head, when I feel an arm wrap around me, “Hey, you sure you’re alright, we still have a few hours before we absolutely have to leave you know,” I don’t respond to him immediately, but I try to wave him off me.

        “Yeah, I’m fine just haven't gotten used to all the memories I just got,” I am pretty sure they memories are real, I have read a few books on fake memories, they've always said fake ones can’t span over a year, and these are my entire life since I was “born”.

I start heading towards the exit, but decide to wait up for Sara and him. They are sometimes so hypocritical telling me to hurry up when they aren’t even ready yet. I get a thought, Sara isn’t in my memories other than when she was Rainbow Dash. You know what, that also reminds me I need some answers now.

“Sara, I need some questions answered now!” I shout to the other room as I start to make my way there.

“Whaddya need Ama, I’m kinda busy with some stuff?” she shouts back as a loud clang sounds from the other room.

“Careful with that, it’s an antique I “liberated” from some museum somewhere on Ravnica, maybe Innistrad, I can not seem to remember,” I hear him shout to Sara and I decide to hurry a bit more to the room, it’s a lot farther than I remember.

“Hey, how come I don’t remember you in any o….umm…. what are you two doing.”

“Don’t just stand there help us, come on this things not light you know,” I head over and grab a leg or maybe it’s an arm I don’t really know, but I can’t forget to ask the question.

“Sara, why is it that I don’t remember you in any of my memories other than as Rainbow Dash,” I grunt out as we carry the thing to the other side of the room.

“Well, it’s pretty simple I never was a planeswalker, I never even knew about planeswalkers until after the Changeling Invasion, you remember when I disappeared after the wedding for a bit, I met the idiot to my left and I let someone down…”