He knew instinctively that if he were to press that button, he would lose one of his memories as a price.
Unbidden, his mind flashed back to all his memories – the travels, the troubles, the worries and terrors and fears. But also, the good times, the loves and happy times. One of those would be gone, forever. He would not be able to choose which one would disappear.
It was worth it. He pressed the button.
The country reset.
