He stared off into the distance watching a lone star fall into the mountains...
"That's the one."
"You sure?"
"More than sure Charolette."
"Whatever you say Night." she had told him as he jumped off the cliff side "Funny how I'm not afraid of heights even though it was my death." he said with a smirk as I hit the ground.

But that was then. This is now. Those events and what had happened in that tragic past were a long long time ago, it's now 0656 A.D Approximately 10 years before the event of Nights death.
You're probably thinking, 'Night? die?' well. I hate to break it to you but he CAN die... he's not immortal, he just lives a bit longer.
Well lets get back to what's going on...

He awoke on top of a cliff yet again "Heh. Here again." Night said "Still reliving the past Night?" "Yeah." "Do you have any idea of what's going on?" "No." "Well then what will we do about it?" "I don't know. Don't you remember any of it? Where did you go when I jumped?" "I already told you Night. I don't know, if I did we wouldn't be here still." "Good point!" he said dryly as he jumped up and dusted his ratty jeans off "I guess we'll only find if we travel! so?! Do you feel like goin' to Paris with me my Love?" Night said mockingly "Shut up." Charlotte retorted "Ha. okay Vegas it is." he said with sarcasm "Vegas now? What are you trying to say?" "What do you mean? It's not like I'm asking you to marry me or anything." he chuckled "Yeah of course not..." Charlotte trailed off, Night wonder why they always bickered. The days on the road to Vegas were uneventful, they stumbled upon a small village every now and then but nothing important.
You might be wondering how it can be so long ago that this took place and yet they are heading towards Vegas, it's a long complicated story in which Night had messed up and broke a forbidden taboo and ended up in some split dimension with weird things going on in him.
I think I'm getting better slowly or worse but maybe with time I'll rediscover my memories, I just know what I did wrong. I don't know about the rest of before or after. I just have the then and now. He always thought.

Amazing how when you wake up and feel like you have a hangover but don't doesn't surprise you, you feel like you were smacked on the back of the head by a sword or gun or blunt object or something...
He had gotten up swiftly to study his surroundings only for his body to disagree with him "agh" he cursed under his breath as he went down like a rock.