"Ship of Theseus"

Memories gradually return as you float along the current, partial fragments of your past. The once legendary weapons were shattered and the shards flung to the ends of the universe.

How much do you want her back? The forms shift through the ages, but the essence... the essence is pure beauty.

What do you have left to sacrifice? How many times are you willing to die?

Do you still remember what she looks like? It's been ages. That hint of something you were trying to recall... but forgotten again.

[Grand Piano? Violin? Fountain Pen? Keyboard and mouse? Typewriter? Jackhammer? Poker cards? Race car? Sushi? Feather?]

The fleet is ready. We leave soon.