Is our identity defined by our past or by the secrets we keep?

For 4 years, I existed as a ghost in the digital world. I deleted my name, my face, and my life to become a 'Thorn'. But today, I realized that you can't delete the soul's DNA. If we strip away our skin, our names, and our history—what remains? Is it just the 'Blaze' of our intellect, or something deeper? I’d love to hear your thoughts on this paradox. I’m new here, but I’ve been observing from the shadows for a long time."