The pen touched paper once more.
Mimir began writing nas in so of the slices he’d created, his handwriting surprisingly neat and legible despite the awkwardness of holding a pen in a claw.
Reinhard watched the nas appear one by one.
Erlik.
Lamashtu.
Pazuzu.
Camazotz.
Nesis.
"These are so of the Beast Spirits who control curses as Angra Mainyu does." Mimir explained, tapping each na with the tip of the pen. "They share the sa fundantal domain, though each expresses it differently."
Reinhard stared at the nas, a sense of unease settling in his stomach. "There isn’t a way to tell them apart? Just from sensing their presence or magic?"
Mimir shook his head. "There is, but that requires seeing their form like how we saw the crimson-black flas erupting from the ground in Eastern Hesod. Visual manifestation provides clarity that a magical signature alone cannot."
Reinhard’s lips twitched with frustration. This basically ant Mimir would have to wait until a Beast Spirit was actively wreaking havoc or putting itself on full display instead of just sensing its aura or magical presence from a distance.
But he can’t bla Mimir since his All-knowing knowledge is restricted at the mont, but this still sucked.
But that would explain why he can’t tell the Beast Spirit of soone until they summon it. Reinhard thought.
"Even if I did make a guess based purely on a magical signature." Mimir continued, as if reading Reinhard’s thoughts, "I would never say Angra Mainyu specifically." The crow’s tone beca more serious, almost grave. "High-level Beast Spirits or Beast Spirits at the very top of the Throne of Myth are extrely hard to appear in the world. The highest chance of them appearing is through a connection with a Beast Master, and even that is extrely low."
Mimir paused, his dark eyes fixing on Reinhard with unusual intensity.
"Let alone a piece of them sohow rooting itself in Paradise independently." The crow finished quietly. "The probability approaches impossibility. I would most likely assu it would be one of the lesser curse-domain spirits rather than the Source of All Evil itself."
Reinhard absorbed this information in silence. His gaze drifted back to the diagram on the paper, that circle divided into countless slices, each representing a different Beast Spirit sharing overlapping domains.
It was more complex and interconnected than he’d imagined.
"So when you sensed the curse domain." Reinhard said slowly, working through the logic, "You knew it was one of these curse-related Beast Spirits. But you couldn’t pinpoint which specific slice of the pie it was without seeing it directly."
"Correct." Mimir confird.
Reinhard stared at the nas written on the paper.
Erlik, Lamashtu, Pazuzu, Camazotz, and Nesis. Then there was Angra Mainyu, the one he’d actually encountered, the one whose symbol now marked his hand.
The Source of All Evil.
He thought about the dreams to co, the emotions he would feel, and the experiences he would live through. His hand unconsciously moved to his right wrist, fingers brushing against the spot where the new symbol rested beneath his current glove.
"Thank you for explaining." Reinhard said finally, looking at Mimir with gratitude.
Mimir bobbed his head in acknowledgnt, then hopped off the desk and returned to Reinhard’s shoulder.
But then a new question ford in his mind, pulling at a thread from an earlier conversation.
"You ntioned before that Janus and Scath’s Beast Spirits are related as well," Reinhard said, his light blue eyes focusing intently on Mimir. "What did you an by that?"
Mimir shifted his weight on Reinhard’s shoulder, his golden horns catching the light streaming through the window. The crow’s dark eyes glead with that ancient knowledge that sotis made Reinhard forget he was talking to a bird.
"Scath’s Beast Spirit is Scáthach." Mimir began, his voice taking on that lecturing quality again. "And Janus’s one is Cú Chulainn. Both of them can be said to co from the sa era and the sa ti periods."
He paused for emphasis before continuing. "In fact, they knew each other. Scáthach was Cú Chulainn’s teacher. She trained him, shaped him into the warrior he beca, taught him the skills that would make him legendary."
Reinhard’s eyes widened in genuine surprise. His mouth opened slightly before he found his words. "That’s amazing..."
He wondered if Janus and Scath were to go on the sa mission together, would they coordinate easily? Understand each other’s combat styles instinctively? And would the bond between their Beast Spirits push them to bond as well?
"Are there any others that are related? Anyone we’ve t that you know about?"
Mimir’s head bobbed in a nod. "Honor’s Beast Spirit Thanatos and Gran’s Beast Spirit Hercules are from the sa ti as well and from the sa side." The crow shifted again, talons gripping Reinhard’s shoulder more firmly. "But it’s not just those two. Anasha’s future Beast Spirit Nyx is also from their ti period."
Reinhard’s eyebrows rose at that. He knew Anasha Beast Spirit was a SSS class like his, but he didn’t think it was related to Honor and Gran.
That was unexpected.
"But Nyx isn’t on their side." Mimir added before continuing without a pause. "As for Scath and Janus’s Beast Spirits specifically, there isn’t much of a relationship beyond teacher and student. But they are on the sa side in their era."
Reinhard nodded, processing this information. His mind raced through everyone he knew, everyone he’d t during his ti at the Academy and on missions.
"What about Roana, Nikki, and Amiya?" he asked, naming the three won who’d been part of their Eastern Hesod expedition.
Mimir tilted his head, considering. "There aren’t any similarities between their Beast Spirits in terms of shared connection or era." He paused. "But Amiya’s Reaper Spirit does intersect with Honor’s Thanatos in the domain of death. They both occupy slices of that particular pie, so to speak. Different expressions, roles, and uses of the sa power."
Reinhard humd thoughtfully, his fingers drumming against his knee.
"What about Lloyd, Bruno, Kyle, Jessie, and Suzy?" He listed the mbers of Team Cup one by one. "Also, Casseo and Vlad’s Beast Spirits?"
Mimir seed to settle more comfortably on his shoulder, as if preparing for a longer explanation. "The mbers of Team Cup and Casseo all have Beast Spirits from the sa era, but different specific ti periods within it. Think of it like... They’re all from the sa book, but from different Chapters. The ti is shared between all five, but the individual stories happened at different points."
The crow’s voice shifted slightly, taking on a more definitive tone. "As for Vlad? His Dracula Beast Spirit has no relation to any other Beast Spirit you’ve seen. It’s from a completely different ti, and it stands alone among the ones you’ve encountered."
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