I need to protecting my only real identity...

"But... but..." I spaced out for a moment. I thought about what this revelation meant for me. It meant all my memories were false. All of them. Or rather simply not fully mine. On the other hand they were mine *now*. They *felt* mine. I could wish I had my original memories but did I really want that? My current **real** self was a dude called Jon and I didn't know any else than that. I didn't want to know any else than that. I decided I was never going to have to go through this... 'memory replacement' again. "Zoe, you bastard..." I looked at my sister who was simply smiling at me. I grabbed the stone. I needed to safeguard my memories. "I wish that no matter what, form now on my memories would not be possible to be altered magically." "A good one Jon." I heard Zoe say. "I'd have done the same. In fact I did." she pointed at her temples still smiling mischievously.