Chapter 212: World of Memories (1/2)

When he stepped through the door, Arthur thought there would be another corridor or a hall. Yet, he stepped into empty space. The starry night surrounded him as he floated in the darkness, only illuminated by countless spheres of light.

”Welcome to my world, Arthur.”

”Your world?” Arthur looked around at the infinite lights surrounding him. Inside of each sphere of light, different scenes were playing.

”Yes, the world of memories.” The voice answered. ”This is no ordinary prison. It's a place where those with forbidden knowledge are kept.”

”What does that have to do with the test?”

”Impatient.” The voice admonished. ”I can't allow you to see the forbidden knowledge. However, if you see the inconsistencies in a memory I choose, then I'll allow you to ask a few questions in return for a few.”

”That doesn't sound fair.”

”My knowledge exceeds yours, child.”

”What if you don't know anything that I need?” Arthur frowned. A hunch was still a hunch.

”I'm not the one who asked for a chance.”

This made Arthur close his mouth instead of complaining further. This was true and Arthur was the one who followed his gut feeling into here. Furthermore, seeing that this person was the warden of forbidden memories, his feeling was right.

He had known Arthur's name even though he didn't reveal it. Arthur didn't know how this person was able to, so he can only make a few guesses at most.

'Well, I won't be losing anything.'

”Have you decided?” The voice asked again and Arthur nodded. As soon as he did, a bright star descended from a distance as the voice talked to Arthur again.

”This memory has been constructed by the clues found in the owner's memory. It's not a telling of real events, but only a simulation of what might have happened. Find a way out of this memory by killing the owner. They will try to hide themselves and their evil deeds, and you need to find them.”

The bright light collided with Arthur's body as the scenery changed in front of him. The next moment, Arthur found himself sitting in a room in front of a desk.

'This is a memory?' Arthur marveled. He looked at his hand and clenched his fist. He felt his fingertips dig through the flesh of his palm.

His fingers, however, weren't his. They were tinted by a purplish color and extremely long.

'This is the body of a person in the memory. Use it to find the owner of the memory.' The voice spoke his head and Arthur nodded.

He stood up and opened the door. He was met with a plaza with a single fountain. The walls were old and vegetation and mold have covered most of them. There was the scent of incense and autumn.

Arthur's body slightly shivered at the cold breeze and he wrapped himself in his robe. As he looked around, there was no soul in sight.

The day has just started and Arthur could see that by the dark blue light of the sky. However, he had no idea where to go from here.

'You're an orphan who hasn't found a family. Your job is to assist this orphanage in taking care of the children. The first thing to do is to prepare their breakfast.'

So, breakfast he started to make. Arthur found the kitchen after a while and made some hot peas gravy served with bread. When he finished, a bell rang throughout the orphanage.

Soon, kids of all sizes started to pour in. They grabbed their plates as they chatted happily and waited for Arthur to serve them. As he did, Arthur kept an eye out for any suspicious people.

'All of them are kids, I doubt they are the owner of this memory.' Arthur was serving the food to the kids when someone tapped on his shoulder.

He turned around and found an older woman. She smiled sweetly at him and took over to serve the kids.

”Thank you for making this every day, ----.”

Arthur couldn't hear the last words as it sounded like someone has muted the woman at that moment. His confusion was answered by the voice.

'No knowledge shall be divulged other than what you already know.'

It seems he couldn't know the names of the people in this place. He nodded at the woman and thanked her before grabbing a plate and eating on his own.

The woman finished serving and came by to sit beside him. Arthur thought for a second before trying to ask her somethings.