76 Party, Ambassadors and Wine? (1/2)

I smile at the four ambassadors before me. There is Gwalonna from the Gaian Pact. She has the appearance of an old woman.

Then there is Chiffre. He is from the Arcane community. The strange guy looks like he attempted to fuse with a machine. While he isn't very talkative and just seems to kill time with us, he already made some very smart suggestions in our discussion.

Zanders from the Unity is a sickly looking fellow, who went a little too far with his body modifications. He is very interested in my suggestions on how to create a second version of Chimera.

Miruliru from the Path has a forced expression on her face after I rescued her from my children. I became aware that they caught her alone a little too late.

”I can only apologize for the behaviour of my kids. They shouldn't have disturbed you like that.” -Me

”It's okay Queen. I have relearned an important lesson on the naivety of kids. While I chose this appearance, it looks like I am not cut out to interact with them.” Miruliru answers with a distorted face. Obviously she was very troubled by the situation.

”It's not your fault. Those two like it to use their size against other people. But they are perfectly fine with understanding everything. After all they have some of the memories of their previous lifes. Plus a throughout foundation in common knowledge.” I bow a little to Miruliru.

Miruliru's expression becomes deadpan. ”They played with me?”

”That's why I said that I need to apologize. It's not easy to keep them in check.” I smile wryly at her.

Miruliru starts to whisper something incomprehensible to herself but catches her thoughts again. ”It's okay. I guess they have enough problems of their own by trying to cope with such a flood of memories. I find it strange that they are composed enough to use their knowledge against others instead of going insane.”

”That's right. I haven't thought about it yet. How does your society cope with this? Aren't there any children who get overwhelmed by their previous life?” Gwalonna arches her eyebrows at me.

I start to fiddle with my thumbs. ”Well. For better or worse. When the whole population regained their memories at once, we were a little swamped. To avoid the issue we decided to seal the memories of our kids. They just have the common knowledge of an adult and maybe a few other fragments of their previous lifes. We plan to release the seal once we believe that they have a strong enough personality of their own.”

”Don't you think you are stealing something important from them by doing that?” Chiffre gives me an accusing expression.

Zanders jumps in and helps me unexpectedly. ”It's the right decision. From what I heard those memories aren't a complete personality, but more like an image of it. The Chimeran's found a new way to revive yourself. If a god dies and revives in a new body you just wake up with a new body. Everything else is the same.”

He takes a deep breath. ”But reviving inside the void without the special help of soul magic seems to separate your memories from your personality. In our attempt to recreate Chimera, we already conducted serious research in this field. The memories remain but the old personality is lost. You are able to rediscover the world anew because your memories don't feel like your own. It's a good precaution to stop a little kid from accessing too much of this knowledge.”

”I see... So it's more like a reset than being reincarnated?” Chiffre arches an eyebrow and looks at the floor while thinking about it.

”There are many moral questions on how to deal with the souls of someone who died against his will. What did you do with the people who died in the battle against the Council?” -Miruliru

”We created an agency, which is dedicated just to that question. They sort the souls into those who prefer a real reincarnation and those who would like to start anew. We have no shortage of souls on Chimera. Seria was quite excessive in her ….. collection habit. There is no need to force someone into a personality reset. Unfortunately we can only do this for those who died while they were gods.” I explain our circumstances.

Miruliru nods and takes another sip of her wine.