Chapter 2001 - Familiar (2) (2/2)
”Are you limited in seeing through Apollos' thoughts?”
”Both yes and no… Before he disappeared into the void, reading his thoughts was very easy, it was no different than reading the thoughts of a mortal. But, after he shrouded himself in that strange power and disappeared, I could no longer read his thoughts as easy.
”With our appearance, however, he will be more cautious. I don't think he'll appear again without protecting himself…”
Amphorae nodded. ”Alright. After ensuring that everything is at least alright on the surface here, we'll leave the final decision of Lord Husband. I'm sure he has some idea of what might be going on here.”
Hearing Amphorae's words Luna opened her small mouth, but hesitated to speak.
”Is there something else?”
”… I'm not sure how to describe it… But, when I was reading Apollos' thoughts, before he shrouded himself, his mind was… incredibly difficult to interpret. It felt like reading through Old English, except incredibly layered, as though he thinking the same thoughts and different thoughts all at the same time and in several different ways.
”Even his own name… Usually, when I read a person's thoughts and they think of themselves, they aren't saying their own name in their heads. Instead, they project an image of themselves and subconsciously understand that this is a reflection of who they are. But Apollos refers to himself by this name, but also simultaneously thinks of himself as a godly archer, a musician, the sun, a poet and even an oracle.
”Even if someone thinks themselves to be all of these things, they'll combine the images into one, but Apollos thinks them all to be separate, layered things, all occurring simultaneously.”
”He didn't seem to be doing it consciously, but it was rather something he did out of habit, or maybe involuntarily, as though he has no choice but to think that way…”
The women frowned. These words… They were almost certainly related to whatever odd power Apollos wielded. The issue was that they couldn't make heads or tails of what it meant.
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The elites of the Pakal and Ragnor Clans marched through Blood Universe, their destination lying toward the most neutral of Gates. It was a Dao Gate, split perfectly in half by the two Clans, each of whom controlled four key towers.
However, this wasn't most shocking part. The novelty of this particular situation had already worn down. What was actually stimulating was that in two separate armies, filled with individuals Dyon should have never met before… There were somehow several familiar faces within them both. Familiar faces he hadn't seen in a very long time…