#everytime I don't play his route I revert

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whatever you do don’t imagine Asra’s pure joy and relief when he finally sees MC again, only to realize they don’t remember him.

Don't imagine the first time Asra tries to explain their past. Having to watch his most beloved in complete and utter pain. Vowing to never try to fill in the gaps in their memory again.

Don’t imagine Asra’s pride at seeing their lovely MC growing and learning how to use their magic, seeing a glimpse of how confident they used to be.

Don’t imagine Asra’s pure heartbreak when he sees MC falling in love with someone other than him. Stuck watching from the sidelines, thinking about how that should be him.

I really was going to finish this but I genuinely cannot think of a way to end this.