[Later that evening]
Kyle was back home, resting on the bed with his eyes fixed blankly on the ceiling.
His mind was occupied with the thoughts of what he had seen earlier in Melissa's mindscape.
The moment he received the reward from WarHorse and gained absolute control over Genesis, countless memories came flooding down the lane as if they had been locked behind a gate for far too long. And the instant even the slightest opening appeared, they stormed into his mind without restraint.
He remembered it vividly...creation, destruction, and the chaos in between. He had witnessed things that even modern movies could never hope to depict with technology alone. There was no doubt about it. He wasn't daydreaming.
They were a part of him. His memories.
But why now of all times? Was he somehow connected to something ancient?
Were his ancestors tied to higher beings in some way? He doubted it. And even if they were, why would Kyle inherit their experiences and memories?
