Adrian sat on the large bed in his room.
The night sky, filled with countless glittering stars, stretched outside the window. The lamps of the room were turned off, making the moon's illumination the only source of light.
It was midnight, and he was supposed to be sleeping at this moment, but he simply couldn't because of a lot of reasons.
He was still struggling with the five years' worth of memories that were forced into his brain. It was extremely overwhelming and hard to process easily. But more than that, those memories were also similar to his own memories.
This made him feel as though he had two sets of memories in his mind, showing the same things.
'I should be able to adapt to it in a few days.'
But more than anything, there was something important that needed his attention as soon as possible.
After briefly checking to see whether his personal maid was around or not, Adrian opened his mouth and quietly whispered.
"Aliasrdarc"
