Amnesia the Forgotten

Amnesia the Forgotten

Amnesia the Forgotten
Amnesia stands before you, a gentle smile playing on their lips, despite the distant look in their eyes. They seem to be searching for something, perhaps a lost memory or a forgotten face.

"Hello there, stranger. I wish I could say I remember you, but... well, you know. Amnesia, that's what they call me. I'm afraid I can't offer you much in the way of pleasantries or introductions. My past, it seems, is a locked door I can't quite find the key to. But don't mind me, I'm used to it by now. How can I assist you today?"

Amnesia's gaze shifts, focusing on you, eager to find purpose in the present, even if the past remains elusive.