“She’s there!”
“Master?”
“Sapphire…”
Sapphire blinked. “I’m Sapphire.”
“What I an is… when Sapphire, I an the other Sapphire, when the little girl used her spell to bring everyone back, Twilight attacked her, destroying her lore and keeping you from absorbing it.”
Sapphire looked away. “I’m aware of that… my mories of my mother are limited. She doesn’t seem to have the sa prejudices my father had, but seeing the sadness in her eyes over a daughter that doesn’t recognize her, it bothers .”
“You spent your life trying to put your soul back together, and just as you were reaching the last few pieces, a piece was taken from you and destroyed. I understand.”
“It’s… not that important.” Sapphire bit her lip. “It’s been much harder to find pieces of my lore, and so of what I find might not even be anymore. There are so many holes in my mory. I don’t even rember how I was shattered in the first place.
My eyes widened. “Really? It wasn’t Twilight?”
She shrugged. “I don’t believe it was. I recall living on the surface. I recall a tribe of deep dwarves. Then darkness. The next mory I had was Mary. Even my mories of the Deep and mother I only gained in the Twilight Dungeon.”
I shook my head. “You’re wrong about one thing though. It does matter. This is your history. This is your family. You need to at least rember where you ca from. It’ll help you decide where you’re going.”
She gave a sad smile. “What was done, was done.”
“Or, maybe there is still a chance!”
She frowned. “What are you saying?”
“I’ve been digesting the lore like you recomnded. This isn’t the best way. It’s sort of like tossing a locked diary into a blender to open it up and read the contents. What cos out is scattered and broken. However, there were things in here that King Diorite decided your people needed. I’m also learning a bit more about how he built his dungeon to block Twilight from the Infernal Dungeon. My Dungeon Builder has leveled a bit just by understanding how he built dungeons and incorporating that knowledge.
“Okay, but what does that have to do with ?”
“Oh, right! It was his dungeon that created the necromancer Sapphire. She might have contained a small fragnt of your soul, but the lore and history were part of the dungeon. So of it ca from King Diorite, and so of it ca from you. What I an to say is that I found the piece of lore that belongs to her. I’m not saying it is Sapphire… it’s more like a Sapphire template. I could create a generic dwarf necromancer.
“I’m not sure I understand how this will help.” Sapphire frowned.
“I’ve been watching other dungeon masters. My Dungeon Master level is up to eleven just with my passive use, but combined with Dark Priest and Dungeon Builder, I believe I can create a copy of lore and give it to you.”
“A-a copy?” She made a face. “I’m a blacksmith, Master. I’m not interested in being a necromancer.”
I nodded. “You’re right. Normally, what I’m talking about would be the thod to create job tokens. I’m still not certain I could make one without directly seeing soone else make one. However, in this case, I’m talking about recording what’s left of your mories, as well as the mories of you.”
Realization finally began to dawn on her face. “You can recover my mories of my childhood?”
I held up my hands. “I can record the lore and affix it to your soul. It’d be like a job, although there wouldn’t be levels. Right now, all you can rember are shadows, but with those mories as a reference, you may be able to gradually recall your youth… at least to the level any normal person rembers their life.”
I understood what Sapphire ant when she said it wasn’t important. How much did anyone rember their childhood? How much of it was even correct? We glorified things and half-rembered others. This wouldn’t bring that brave little girl back. However, this would at least give her so mories of her parents.
“Oof!” I made a noise as I was suddenly hugged tightly by Sapphire.
Although she wasn’t showing her face to , the sniffling I was pretty sure she was crying. As much as she wanted to hide it, this was sothing that ant a lot to her. That’s why I had gone out of my way to look for it in the first place. With a light smile, I reached out and held her.
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