The Dream Never Dies

Good old Memento Eden, huh.  I gather from the sea of general surprise and amazement that I'm caught up in some time traveling event or other.

Now if I was smart, I'd write out my life history and save myself the trouble of having to remember things as I go along -- But ten to one that would cause some sort of time paradox and screw up the world.  Dhaos had enough fun with that business, thanks very much.  Though on the flip side, maybe Cless and the others would have to come find me again.  Heh.  Anyway, I've got some better things to do with my time.  Namely . . .
Ah-hem.

Guardian of all space and dimensions, ruler o'er the ever flowing stream of time, I call thee forth from the ether in which you wait.  On the binding magic of this ring the pact was made -- Heed the call of the summoner, Klarth F. Lester!  Origin!

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Demon of the fiery abyss; he who commands the hellfire, I call thee forth on the ring of the pact.  I am Klarth F. Lester -- Efreet!

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I thought so. . . . . .  No contracts at all.  I'll have to start all over again here.

((Klarth is approximately 5 years in his future, from after the end of Tales of Phantasia, Tales of the World: Summoner's Lineage, and Narikiri Dungeon 1.  He looks exactly the same; his behavior is a bit more mellow after having settled down with Miranda. The 5% will go towards his full name and everything concerning his occupation.))