Bab 153: The Disappeared World

Selma Payne's POV:

It was a bizarre feeling. I knew I had forgotten something, but I couldn't remember it, no matter how hard I tried. Even the 'forget' itself became blurry as if there was an eraser in your mind constantly clearing your perception of it.

I could hear the word 'wolf' and copied it into my mind, spelling out the word 'w-o-l-f".

However, that was all. The only meaning of the word 'wolf' to me was to spell it. More than that, whenever I thought about it, there would be a voice reminding me that it 'didn't exist'.

This was the power of shielding. It could make something disappear into thin air and make you refuse to accept its existence.

I felt my blood run cold.

"When is it..."

I couldn't remember. I'd searched through my nineteen years of memories but couldn't find anything related to it.

This was where the problem lay.