"How does my grandfather know you in the first place?" Evin suddenly inquired.
"Boy, I hate bragging But I'm quite famous in the North. They teach about in history books," Kena joked and laughed with his radio-like voice.
"No, I ant Ugh, how is he acquainted with you?" Evin asked, rubbing his aching head.
"I encourage people to send letters about so interesting matters from ti to ti. Its public knowledge. I read through every letter, and if I find the content interesting, I arrange a eting with the sender and hear about it. They receive so treasures from and everyone's content. As for the uninteresting ones, I simply don't bother replying"
Evin didn't need to hear about what happens to the more persistent senders. Kena wasn't a forr Authority for show. Evin would even comnd the ones who dared to infuriate the old man.
The two continued talking about small matters as Evin watched Kena work his magic with the concoction. At tis he would feel incredible amounts of mana randomly affecting the concoction, giving him the shivers. And eventually, the final product was complete.
Evin was looking at a vial filled with silverish liquid, one that frightfully resembled rcury, and asked.
"What's that?"
"It's a potion that has a unique effect. Its nad the Potion of the Slothful Soul, and it can help its consur sort the mories inside their soul. You must know how easily our brains tend to misrember small details, or even outright forget a whole set of matters, right?"
"Yes" Evin replied pensively. He could see so people he was stalking to completely forget about a matter, or misrember so crucial details.
Evin didn't mind the old man wanting the boy to make his mory presentable, before he decided to rummage through it. Not only that, it was much faster than Evin talking about all the things on Earth, while being much more reliable, as well.
"But that's not the case with your soul. Your soul rembers everything, but it simply does not bother telling your brain. I an, why would it, it considers its body as the sa entity as itself"
The revelation did not shock Evin that much.
'I an, I lived as a ghost and then reincarnated into a different body with all my mories attached. There must be sothing going on there, right?'
"And I'm guessing that potion takes all the mory inside my soul and then sends it to my brain, so you can access it?" Evin asked.
"Yes, sothing like that. I suppose you can think of it as an artificial World of Thoughts Sprite. Your will beco slightly quick thinking and you will rember much more than you currently do. For soone who lived for so long, such as yourself, the process will take so ti, hence the reason for you staying here for an extended period of ti,"
"Do you an to say that I will live through my life again?" Evin asked with a tinge of fear.
"No, no, don't worry. It will only feel like your head has turned into a little library, where you can access so mories freely, like you're reading a book. But you do have to do sothing for ," Kena reassured Evin gently.
"What is it?"
"You have to will the potion to clearly distinguish the information regarding Earth and your personal life, so I can more easily access the knowledge I want, without delving into your personal life," Kena said.
"And how can I do that?"
"Drink the potion and instruct the will inside the potion what you regard as information from Earth and what you regard off-limits. The will of the potion can understand concepts, but it can't know what certain things an for you," Kena said.
Evin thought about how he should go about doing this. First of all, Evin decided he should distinguish between Earth and Alvox. Anything from Alvox was an automatic no. But how should he distinguish personal feelings from relevant information?
Evin asked for ink and paper, and sat at a desk that Kena conjured. He then started writing in English, so he can get into the proper mindset as well. Then he imdiately realized a problem.
"Lord Kena, how would you be able to understand my language?"
"Well, that should be first on your list, shouldn't it?" Kena said in a joking tone, but Evin knew he was serious.
'Wait I planned to make a list of everything on Earth and then just direct the potion's will to that, but I suddenly realize how bad this idea is,' Evin realized after thinking deeply about the matter.
'Maybe I should let it disregard every mory attached to pain and agony? No I can think of many natural or cultural places that made want to die,' Evin thought about how he once found himself on top of a freezing mountain in the Middle East and shivered.
'Besides, the list plan is stupid from the start. I can think of four types of pens off the top of my head, and three types of electrical sockets This is dood to take a month, if not more,' Evin sighed from the headache that this was giving him.
"Lord Kena, I will order the potion to simply distinguish between Earth and Alvox, letting you rummage through the forr to your heart's content. I hope you don't get too bored with my life," Evin said with a defeated expression.
He felt bad for the man, since the man had to live through three hundred years of filler and stalking. Then, he thought of one thing that could help with the situation.
'Ah, perhaps'
"Actually, I will instruct it to put everything I learned of for the first ti in one spot and the rest I will keep to myself," Evin said with a content face.
"Oh, I will also instruct it to ignore information regarding people I personally knew. How about that?" Evin felt that this was probably enough. The man would get to see so private monts, but this should take less ti.
"Sure, boy. Take the potion when you feel ready," Kena replied.
Evin drank the potion, and a sense of clarity filled his being. He couldn't explain it well, but he felt sharp and concise.
A form of life seed to appear inside his consciousness, warily feeling its surroundings, getting used to its new host. Sotis, Evin would feel a tingle in his head, as the being inside him accessed so of his mories.
Evin felt that the Artificial Thought Sprite gave off a similar vibe to the Dark World Sprites that resided in his shadow.
'Lord Kena is quite powerful, to be able to give birth to such beings at will,' Evin could not help but glance at the old Cobfolk.
After the Sprite finished adapting, it sent an inquiring ssage to Evin.
[Please compile everything I learned for the first ti, while ignoring the people I knew personally, or stalked throughout my life. For the remaining information, please pile it in a different place in my soul,] Evin instructed.
The Artificial World Sprite seed to nod inside Evin's head and began its giant work.
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