Memory of Heaven:Romance Written By Fate Through Beyond Infinity Time Chapter 487 Not All Names Are Meant to Be Erased

The na of Fitran began to fade from the world, not only due to death but because the Origin Code had activated Reset Harmonia: Worldstate Zero—a spell that erased every existing connection and will. In this state, Liora—forrly known as the Voidwright system—underwent a heartbreaking transformation, turning into an intangible flash, where her entire soul was reduced to re remnants of function. In that spectacular flash, shadows of mories struggled to form fragnts of light, tearing through the darkness that enveloped the Void, as if trying to remind every soul of the traces of their lost lives and the experiences that had been missed.

Although everything seed to have vanished, their voices still echoed in the eternal space, signaling that not everything lost from this world... is lost from the heart. Among those shadows, a gentle whisper erged: "Rember." A spell with the power to awaken forgotten mories, piercing into the depths of the soul, rging with a profound longing for rembrance.

The Void now held silence in a terrifying manner, not rely due to tranquility, but because it did not recognize even a single na. Like a cold wind carrying voices from the past, the shadows of light struggled to create forms from the darkness; however, they could only leave behind faint silhouettes that were hard to recognize, adding to the emptiness experienced.

Without "Rinoa."

Without "Sheena."

Without "Liora."

Yet, in that darkness, there was one final echo that resonated—not produced by magic, but by sincerity rejected by the system. From within the darkness, a circle of light erged, shining and radiating energy capable of invoking buried mories. The circle pulsed gently, depicting faces that once existed in this world, creating beautiful monts that surfaced one by one from the depths of mory, as if celebrating a past full of aning.

Fitran's Spell: "Nomina Requiem: Song for the Rembered"

The magic sang a lody in silence. Without a single word spoken, her na was not expressed vocally, but gently touched the deepest layers of existence with sincere intent. Each note released created waves of soft light, dancing gracefully in the flow between dark shadows, bridging the world of mories and the loss that spanned between them.

As a result, the nas that had been erased reford the inner echoes, as if reborn from the darkness, even though they did not return to their bodies... but clung to the structure of reality like traces that never faded. Anyone who tried to ntion those nas... would cry without knowing the reason behind those tears, as if longing for sothing that had long gone. In every tear that fell, flashes of mories from the past would envelop them, bringing back forgotten smiles and pain simultaneously, creating monts of deep reflection.

"I am Fitran."

"I once spoke the na 'Rinoa'..."

"and the world beca softer after that." Amid the lancholic flow, the light of mory collided with dark streaks, creating poetry that flickered in the darkness like stars in a quiet night, presenting a heart-wrenching contrast. In the depths of his heart, Fitran realized that although those nas had vanished, the feeling of love would continue to exist, burning in every mory preserved as a light of hope in the darkness.

Liora's Echo: "Scripta in Lacrima – The Glyph in a Tear"

The power of magic arising from sorrow ford colorful glyphs that floated in the air, creating enchanting stars in the darkness. Each glyph emitted a soft light, as if trying to embrace the dark shadows, reminding that holding onto mories is not a sin—even in the midst of the terrifying Void, signifying that hope still exists even in despair.

The form of magic born from suppressed tears, Liora shed her first tear... and from that drop, a glyph that could not be rewritten surfaced. In that sacred mont, soft light sparkled from the glyph, creating an illusion of colorful hues dancing gracefully in the air, as if buried mories began to erge and vibrate in the unseen realm. Liora's first tear seed to call the attention of the lurking darkness of the Void around her, triggering flowing shadows, seeking sothing to swallow, while simultaneously challenging the new light that had just been born.

As a result, one na was restored: Liora—as part of the world. With that, Reset Harmonia within her was canceled, triggering tension in the Origin Code because one part of the system had refused deletion. Within this shimring circle of magic, Liora felt a wave of aura that was not only hers; there were sweet mories from those who had once loved her, awakening a new magic known as Elysian Rembrance, which served as a reminder of the power of love. Within this magic, light twinkled with hope, striving to save mories threatened to be lost, replacing darkness with warm light, containing the potential to heal inner wounds.

"I do not wish to be perfect."

"I only want to be rembered... as a being who once wished to be loved."

"The deletion is not complete."

"The phrase 'I love you' cannot be compiled."

"The value of 'being rembered' is not recognized in the cosmic structure."

However, the glyphs of the Origin began to lt, slowly disappearing as if unable to endure. The waves of Elysian Rembrance struggled to save them, creating an illusion of soft light wrapping the glyphs in protection. Yet, the darkness would not be outdone; it crept closer in the form of thick black mist. Between light and darkness, a magical dance began, involving the entire universe in a conflict that was much deeper and more complex.

Because no code could contain the power of sothing that did not wish to be proven, only to exist. In this fierce battle, ti-traveling magic began to emit warm light, challenging the creeping darkness, as if the severed mories were trying to recall the definition of existence. The thorns of this battle were felt, and every mont wrapped in light created unity in uncertainty.

"Not all nas must be recorded in history," said Fitran in a calm yet firm voice. "However, if one na remains alive in one heart... then it has not completely vanished," he continued, gazing at Liora with a burning hope.

"And if I must sacrifice my life to preserve just one na... let your na be eternal within ," Liora said, her voice trembling with deep emotion. "Let the light born from our mories fight against this darkness," she continued, her eyes sparkling, hinting at an unwavering resolve.

For that was enough to keep the world from becoming entirely cold and to give new life to buried mories. With that, new magic began to erge, moria Lux, creating srizing lines of light around each individual, making their burdens lighter as they faced the Void. Every released mory shone like a rainbow stretching across the gloomy sky, struggling to remind us that amidst the emptiness, there is beauty in preserved mories, which continue to live in the hearts of those who love them.

The Origin Code still stood tall. However, the world... was no longer entirely submissive; one na, one whisper, one love... had rewritten the way the world feels. Even as light wrestled against darkness, there was no guarantee of the outco; the commitnt to mory had ford a strong bond that could not be separated from the ominous darkness, transforming sorrow into the beginning of a new adventure awaiting, filled with hope and limitless possibilities.