Dozing off to sleep after giving Guubo a head pat, saw lots of notifications pop up

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The host has reached the necessary mental stability required for "Memory Unlock" 

Unlock memories? Y/N

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"Guess the system is powerful enough to cause even notifications huh," Aryan said as he looked towards the black void that surrounded him "Is this supposed to be a loading station for dreams?" He chuckled to himself  "System, unlock memories."

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Gained host consent! 

 host learnt Mental Resistance!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 2!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 3!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 4!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 5!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 6!

Mental Resistance has levelled up to level 7!

Host learnt Trauma Resistance!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 2!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 3!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 4!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 5!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 6!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 7!

Trauma Resistance has levelled up to level 8!

Host learnt Nightmare Resistance!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 2!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 3!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 4!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 5!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 6!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 7!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 8!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 9!

Nightmare Resistance has levelled up to level 10!

Nightmare Resistance fused with Trauma Resistance and Mental Resistance!

Skills voided: Nightmare Resistance, Trauma Resistance, Mental Resistance!

Skills gained: Mental Solitude of the chivalrous Solider!

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"What the fuc-" Aryan was cut short By a mixture of memories. Bombs, Gunfire, Crying, Screaming and Begging filled Aryan ears as he wrenched his head in pain

He screamed in pain as they all Wiggled their way Into his head. Like parasites, they felt as if they were attaching themselves to his brain and trying to eat it 

When the pain dwelled down, the screams turned into crying as he looked towards the memories 

He was a soldier, fresh out of boot camp at the tender age of 18. Going for a tour in Afghanistan, there was nothing he didn't see. Rape, Murder, Comrades falling at one bullet. One bullet was all was needed for him and he was gone. Dead.No rebirth's, no anything

He met a woman, a war bride. She came from Afghanistan, Her parents both dead due to IDE close to the house when they were shopping.

He had a beautiful baby boy with her, whose sapphire eyes shined like the most splendid of crystals

But duty called. a local gang of thieves were making trouble at a nearby bank. Nothing that Aryan was new to however, he's being through this rodeo a couple of times. the people that took advantage of a war or something that inconveniences somebody else are scum. A fact that Aryan kept to his hear 

Taking care of that, he walked towards his house with his wife and child.

What met him was Rubble and blood. His wife and Son's body sat there, nothing more than a casualty of war

Friendly Fire. an American plane was doing a raid of a local terrorist group, And my wife and Child was part of the crossfire 

Looking at the corpses of the one's he loves, Aryan Finished it all

Pointing the gun at his head, He pulled the trigger

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Jolting up, Aryan expected to hear the ever familiar Gunfire, when all he heard was the crackling of the warm fire

*Boing*  *Boing* *Boing*

Sensing the mood, Guubo quickly boinged on over and jumped on him, giving him a slime hug 

"Thanks, guubo" Aryan said, giving the cute little slime a head pat 

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Ding! Congratulations to the host for unlocking memories!

New skills have been added!

 Knife Mastery - Lv 5

Firearm Mastery - Lv 3

Hunger Resistance - lv 2

Skill upgrade:

Camping mastery Lv.1 ➔ Lv.5

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Slowly pushing the Slime off him and watching the rising sun, Aryan sighed 

"This world will be different ............ Ill live a cosy life where I don't have to kill anybody or commit War crimes" He muttered with a wry smile "God, I hope Aziza and Abdul passed on peacefully" He muttered, his wry smile turning into a sad one