I touch the platform with my right hand, and feel a slight sting. But it’s not the traces of purifying light that I was expecting.
This just feels to me like curses.
If I were to guess, I would say these feel pretty familiar to me.
For some reason, there are some remnants on the platform where Ghan’s body was.
What is the meaning of this? Are these traces from my curses? But I’ve never been here before. Are they actually from that time…?
I think back to that dream world where I was when I was looking for Sister Reese’s consciousness, and I remember what the memories of the shaman did to Ghan when they got separated from me.
I thought for sure that world was composed of nothing but memories, but could it be that I influenced more than just Sister Reese?
I think back while slowly moving my hand across the platform, and remember that the shaman’s memories shot out curses against what looked to me like Ghan, and sapped him of his consciousness.
I have no idea what he used, because the shaman was separated from me at the time.
I guess that would explain the remnants of curses.
“What do you think, Rust? Did you find anything?”
Asks Kahelone as I move my hand across the platform with a grave look on my face.
“Kahelone, do you know how Ghan died?”
“The cause of death is still a mystery. This is just hearsay, but I heard that the mystery over the cause of death is why Princess Floren’s people started looking into this. But from what I heard, it happened suddenly while he was working, around the same time that you were here. His expression became anguished all of a sudden, he pressed both eyes, and fell to the ground like his whole body was in pain.”
“I see… Thank you.”
Judging by what Kahelone says, it sounds all too similar to what the shaman’s memories did.
By using resonance with curses, it’s possible to use them over a long distance. A memory is weak, but if what Ghan in that world said is true, he was acting on behalf of the shaman. The shaman might have slipped in something with high resonance.
And then there’s the issue of Zwei’s interference. If we assume Sister Reese’s consciousness being locked away was its doing, it could have had some sort of reason to detach the shaman’s memories from me and kill Ghan.
“I see. Then…”
“Did you figure something out? I knew you could do it.”
Kahelone, who is suddenly right next to me, sounds happy for some reason.
“No, it’s not that big…”
Then I feel something isn’t right with the curses left on the platform, and try to find out what it is as I move my hand.
“Are these letters?”
I mumble without thinking.
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