Many years ago before the troubled Abian roamed the Earth, memories were once never lost. Before death, if the elderly still had the ability to speak, they’d talk of things from many moons ago, saying goodbye to their loved ones with no trouble of recollection. However, this all changed the day Abian, son of Takel, reached the age of nineteen.  

In the years of growth, Abian had been nurtured and loved by his father, his mother having passed when his little sister was born. He grew up learning the ways of the mind, tricks and all. It seemed he had a bright future ahead of him, taking his father’s place one day as the minister of minds. 

One terrible day, Abian was out playing ball in the skies with his closest friends when one of his wings was clipped by a spry bird flying past. Tumbling through the sky with one functional glide, he eventually hit the ground, and most of his memories were no more.

In the following years of the incident Takel had done his best to make things as seamless as possible, re-teaching Abian information he had once been able to spew out effortlessly.  However, Abian was never the same after the fall and could no longer remember things like he used to. In light of this, Takel was forced to turn to his daughter as the new heir to his position. 

Feeling abandoned, Abian ran away from home, and was taken in by a sorcerer of dark magic. Falling into a cycle of despair and recklessness from not being able to remember the memorable, Abian asked his new guardian for a spell to grant his memories back. But the sorcerer's answer was not as Abian had hoped, and he faced a conflict of deciding between morality and desire. 

On Abian’s nineteenth birthday he agreed to the sorcerers suggestion: stealing the power of remembrance from others. 

Once asleep and in a condition of vulnerability and absence, Abian began sneaking into people’s minds, taking people’s memories in hopes of turning them into his own. This process was easiest with the elderly, for they had many more memories to choose from. Many months this continued, Abian and the sorcerer converting other’s memories into Abian’s. 

 One night when Abian crept into a mind, someone was there waiting for him, a deep scowl drawn across her freckled face. She had demanded he stop stealing the memories of the elder, for in heaven those very memories would no longer exist, and people could lose their identity. Abian only smiled, then vanished, reaching into a mind of another to steal from. 

She following him mind after mind, fairies coming to join her, fluttering about and taking memories on her command, bringing them to heaven, a place where Abian could not venture to. Abian, enraged by this, wheeled on her and they fought until she had fallen to the ground, gasping in agony from his fist colliding with her side. 

 That’s when Abian noticed a chain hanging around her neck, a greek symbol engraved onto a golden circle. He then realized his mistake, and as realization dawned on him, tears began flowing down his cheeks.

The last time he had seen her they had been little kids, now all grown up Abian couldn’t even recognize her, his own little sister, Aniela. 

From that moment on Abian pledged to never steal another memory again, but still Anelia reasoned that it would be safest for the fairies to forever take memories of the elderly to the celestial city, so nobody ever could follow his path.