In the underground room, a woman was lying on a bed, unconscious. Next to the woman, there was another woman, who was dressed in all black. However, Karyk's attention wasn't in any of the two.
Karyk was looking at the Spirit next to the Dark Robed woman. It was the Spirit of the God of Darkness. However, because he was dead and only in a Spirit Form, a lot of his strength was gone.
"Aren't you still alive as well? Your return is even more surprising than mine." The God of Darkness replied, his spirit condensing to reveal his real face.
Karyk didn't reply to the God of Darkness. He knew all the tricks this guy pulled to regain his body, even going to the point of scheming against Gabriel. But all failed.
For that, Karyk still didn't hold any grudge. Nothing bad had happened because of his sches since they never actually worked.
"Shall I send you to the cycle of reincarnation?" Karyk asked the God of Darkness, before shifting his attention to Zena.
"You..." the God of Darkness frowned. "I helped your sister so much. Is that how you're going to repay ? You know I could've left her here and run alone, but I stayed behind despite all the risks. Shouldn't you... help return instead?"
Karyk didn't reply right away. He stopped before his sister. For a mont, the entire world had zoned out for him.
The girl before him was his only family. Even though he now knew that she wasn't his blood relative or real sister, but that didn't change anything. She was still family. To see her in this condition, he felt heartbroken.
Karyk placed his hand over the forehead of the girl. He could see that her mind was completely fragnted. He could only imagine the imnse pain Zena must have experienced when her mind was shattered. This thought fueled his anger, but he cald himself.
Thinking about the past wasn't a solution at the mont. He had to think about the future.
His entire body was surrounded by his Divine Aura. He was going to heal her mind himself, or at least try to help her as much as he could. He wasn't sure if he could help her recover her mory or her previous personality, but that didn't matter at the mont.
All that mattered was to heal her mind so she didn't have to feel pain every second of her life.
While he started healing his sister, he also cast a barrier around him and his sister to make sure no one could interfere. It wasn't that he didn't trust people here, but he couldn't take any risks.
After preparation was complete, Karyk's consciousness entered the ntal Realm of Zena.
As he entered the ethereal realm, Karyk was t with a vast expanse of swirling colors and fragnts of mories, all in complete destruction.
He navigated through this surreal landscape, searching for the fragnts of his sister's true self that had been scattered and hidden away. To help his sister, he wanted to use one Core Fragnt of her as a base. To select the core, he personally entered her consciousness.
As Karyk delved deeper into Zena's consciousness, he felt the weight of her pain and confusion. The swirling colors and shattered mories were like pieces of a puzzle that he needed to put back together.
With determination, he began gathering the fragnts, slowly starting to form a coherent picture.
Amidst the chaos, he discovered a particularly vivid mory—a mont when Zena was a child, laughing and playing with him. To his surprise, that mory was still preserved in the distant corner of her consciousness, even as she returned to life previously.
For a mont, Karyk was in a daze, watching the mories that even he had monetarily forgotten. These were the happy days of his life where he didn't have to care about anything else. He could live as a Prince in the safety of the Palace, having a peaceful life.
Holding onto that mory as the core fragnt, Karyk focused his energy on repairing the surrounding mories and emotions. He moved thodically, nding each broken piece with care and precision.
The landscape of Zena's consciousness began to shift. The colors beca less turbulent, and the fragnts of mories started aligning.
He saw glimpses of her past. Each mory held a piece of her identity, and Karyk was determined to bring them back together, as closely as possible.
anwhile, in the physical world, the God of Darkness watched Karyk's efforts with a mixture of frustration and concern. His ethereal form flickered, wavering as if affected by Karyk's actions.
He didn't interfere, knowing that it was useless. Karyk's barrier held strong, preventing any external influence. Moreover, even if he could interfere, he didn't want to. Karyk was soone who could bring him back to life. So until he returned to life, he wanted Karyk to have a good impression of him.
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Back within Zena's consciousness, Karyk encountered a particularly stubborn fragnt—a mory marked by pain and fear. It was a mory of the event that led to Zena's mind shattering.
Karyk hesitated, realizing that healing this mory would be crucial for Zena's recovery, no matter how painful it was for her. With resolve, he reached out to the mory, offering comfort and reassurance to the young Zena trapped within it.
Gradually, the mory began to change. The fear and pain subsided, replaced by a sense of safety and protection. As this mory transford, a ripple effect spread through the surrounding fragnts.
The shattered pieces started rging, forming a more complete and coherent representation of Zena's experiences.
After what felt like an eternity of effort, Karyk finally saw a transformation within Zena's consciousness. The swirling colors subsided, replaced by a serene and tranquil landscape.
mories that were once fragnted and chaotic now flowed seamlessly into one another, creating a rich tapestry of her life.
Exhausted but satisfied, Karyk withdrew from Zena's ntal realm and opened his eyes in the physical world.
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