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What are memories? Souls? Spirits?

This is a world where memories can be turned into data and stored.

Even if the body dies,

its memories live on and can be transferred to another body.

Bad memories can be erased, and good ones downloaded.

However, this is something only the privileged can do.

In a world like this, our protagonist, Kaiba, is traveling in another body with no memories of his own.

Abipa!

Now you too can get the coolest body for a steal at Abipa!

The ladies will flock to you in no time.

Be the man you've always wanted to be!

Abipa, The Utopian Planet

They have everything!

It's incredible that all the food here is free.

It sure is a rich planet.

They have ice cream!

I'll go get some!

Ice cream!

Wait here a minute.

Hyo-Hyo?

Wait!

Wait!

Need a lift?

My body...

A junk collector, huh.

It was a cheap body, wasn't it?

Hop on. I'll go after them.

Thanks.

What's that?

That's the factory.

Who's that?

You don't know?

Striped, camo, and neon-colored bodies...

He's the charismatic designer who's been creating all those new body designs.

Our Patch.

Isn't that exciting? Simply wonderful?

I'm a fan of his, too.

He's been designing for hundreds of years, from long before I was born.

His partner is Quilt, a small dog with a wonderfully patched body.

We made plush toys of her, and they sold like hotcakes.

I'd thank him in person, but that genius doesn't interact with others well.

We see him often, but everyone does him a favor and pretends not to notice him.

Even if all we want to do is shake his hand, and hug and thank him.

Don't judge a book by its cover.

Let me out!

Tell me if you want another look.

I'll be right there.

You saw us!

Saw what?

Oh, well.

You'll have to stay with us.

You're from another planet?

Yes.

You shouldn't have come.

I created the perfect bio-copy technology.

I did it for the sake of necessity, not entertainment.

And look at how it turned out!

Now everyone wants Patch-made celebrity bodies, disposing of their own in the process!

They even change the bodies of their kids and pets too, disregarding life!

I tried to get the use of bio-technology banned, but I failed.

Instead, my patent was taken away, and I was prosecuted.

I'll be forgotten, because I hate the world...

No!

I'll have my revenge on those who put me in here!

They don't appreciate life for what it is,

and keep on acquiring bodies that they see advertised.

For them, let there be divine punishment!

I'll keep on patching abandoned bodies.

The very bodies that carry a grudge!

I'll avenge the forgotten!

Their bodies are angry!

I'll be a demon and make my persecutors fear me!

Aren't I scary?

Are you scared yet?

You must be sweating.

But it's too late now!

I'll condemn those who abandoned their bodies and pets, seeking only to fulfill their desires!

I'll live for revenge!

I'll design useless bodies!

I'll put horns on the heads!

Sorry about that.

I'll take you to the body collection facility.

It's also my food factory.

Your body probably went there too.

We give them away to anyone who wants them.

It's not a philanthropic business per se, but I make enough money elsewhere.

There's my body!

Too late.

It'll be crushed, disintegrated, and remade into food.

Not to mention we provide it for free,

to everyone on this planet.

Tell me if there's anything I can do for you.

Vanilla!

I'm sorry, Vanilla!

I've been waiting for you.

What's wrong?

You've got a high fever!

What the hell are these hideous bodies with horns?!

Humans aren't cows!

Excuse me.

You saw us!

Oh, well.

You'll have to stay with us.

You're from another planet?

You shouldn't have come!

Yes.

I created the perfect bio-copy technology.

I did it for the sake of happiness, and for those in need.

Definitely not for fashion or entertainment!

Now, how about that!

I'll make them useless this way.

We did it, Quilt!

She's a patchwork of abandoned dogs.

This planet has an abundance of dogs,

but they keep mass-producing more popular ones, and everyone buys them.

Even though there are numerous dogs dying everywhere.

They want foreign dogs that look better than the local ones.

They keep swapping them, because they have short attention spans.

I don't approve of that!

For the sake of keeping as many dogs as possible alive,

I stitched a lot of dog corpses together and brought her back to life.

She's a good one, all right.

I used the brain data from someone I hadn't the foggiest clue about,

and I also gave her my eyeballs.

I don't have them anymore, but I can see when she's near me.

With Quilt, I can go anywhere!

She and I share mind and body!

Anywhere...

Isn't there a backup battery?

Thank you, Patch

He's not going to remember anything new like this.

Is that a stationary camera?

It's been recording this workbench for hundreds of years.

It's gone!

It's gone!

There it is!

I'm going to stitch up the corpses of many dogs in order to give life to one!

Done!

Oh yeah, you've got no memories.

Is there anything... Is there anything...

Oh! There's one!

I wonder whose it is?

I always have everything I want beside me!

Use this!

There it is!

Your name is Quilt!

Oh, you don't have eyes!

Rather than some dog's eyes...

All right, you can have mine!

Ta-da!

Done!

Oops! Now I can't see anything!

I can see!

Is this me?

Am I seeing the world through Quilt's eyes?

There it is!

Oh, it's back to my viewpoint.

What happened?

I don't get it, but it's all good!

What happened?

This happened!

Hey!

Stop it!

Shit!

Dammit!

Quilt!

Quilt!

Huh?

Is it night already?

It's pitch-black, Quilt.

Sorry, but we can't use the body anymore.

But her memories are safe.

Please save her.

We could use the rocks of gold or something.

No, I don't need gold.

Originally, I gave those to him anyway.

Patch has made me rich, so consider it my thanks.

We'll repair Quilt carefully,

and rebuild Patch's lab too while we're at it.

I want to use this opportunity to do a lot for him.

I'm to blame too, leaving all that valuable stuff in such an obvious place.

Besides, I'm a Patch fan, so it's my chance to do something good for him.

But what will I do about her body?

Quilt!

Quilt!

Quilt!

Quilt!

Quilt!

Quilt!

Let's get started on repairing him.

No.

I'm a scientist.

Let me repair him.

I'll provide the facilities, then.

Vanilla!

Why are you here?

I was wondering where you went.

Why not transform yourself on Abipa?

Who's that?

Nobody knows.

But the guy is Warp, the prince who rules over this universe and controls memories.

He's in the Palace on Lala, keeping terrorists in check.

I heard he invented the memory tank,

but he probably didn't want a town like this.

Warp...

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