1122 Mirror of Truth
Walking past the legion of silent shadows to stand between the five dark suns of his lightless soul, Sunny summoned the Memory forth. Soon, a round hand mirror of dark silver appeared in the air in front of him. Its front looked like a pool of still mercury, while its back was decorated with beautiful engravings.
Sunny saw his pale reflection in the silver mirror, and suddenly felt an eerie chill creep up his spine.
That Memory... gave him a very ominous feeling.
When he took the mirror, it felt strangely heavy in his hand.
'Not a weapon, and not an armor. A tool, then? Or a charm?'
He hesitated for a moment, and summoned the runes.
Strings of shimmering symbols appeared in the air, surrounding the hand mirror. He read them, frowning slightly.
Memory: [Mirror of Truth].
Memory Rank: Ascended.
Memory Tier: Seven.
Memory Type: Tool.
The first four strings held no surprises. The next few, however...
Sunny's eyes widened slightly.
'What... why is that name here?'
The first word in the description of the Mirror of Truth was not one that he had expected to see today, but one that he knew all too well.
That word was...
Weaver.
Sunny glanced at the hand mirror with a tense expression, a deep scowl appearing on his face. Then, he slowly turned back to the runes and continued to study them. New novel chapters are published at novelhall.com
Since the start of the Antarctica campaign, he had often encountered hints and mentions of Ariel, the Demon of Dread. So why did Weaver's name suddenly show up in the runes of a Memory?
There was only one way to find out.
The description read:
Memory Description: [Weaver was known as the master of lies, while Ariel was known as the keeper of truths. The two were not close and rarely met, which was why Ariel was surprised to find Weaver staring at his pyramid one day.
"Isn't it beautiful, this tomb of mine? Have you come to admire it?" Ariel said.
After a moment of silence, Weaver responded.
Memory Enchantments: [Searching Reflection].
Enchantment Description: [Catch the visage of a being into the Mirror of Truth. Activate the 'Wha...'
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enchantment to destroy the mirror and gain one power of the reflected being for a period of time that depends on its potency.]
Sunny blinked a couple of times.
'Wha...'
His hand trembled.
Wouldn't... wouldn't that make him...
A discount Mordret?
"What the hell?"
He stared at the mirror, not knowing how to feel.
On one hand, being able to steal an ability of any being — be it a human or a Nightmare Creature — was crazy!
One the other hand, the [Mirror of Truth] would be destroyed in the process, and the stolen ability would only persist for a period of time. Which was still incredible...
But damned Prince of Nothing could do it any time he wanted, for as much time as he needed!
Sunny shook his head.
'No, this is an amazing Memory. It's just that Mordret is seriously broken. And... and he is even seems to be immortal, to boot! Where's justice in that?!'
Grimacing, he left the Soul Sea and opened his eyes, staring silently at the roof of the tent. His mood was not great.
...It did not remain foul for a while, though.
That was because after a few minutes of sulking, Sunny couldn't help but start thinking about whose Ability he could steal.
Nephis had really outstanding Abilities... except for her Ascended one, which was rather strange and all but useless. Cassie had great ones, too.
But why settle for those? What about Whispering Blade and Beastmaster? A Transformation Ability of a Saint in his hands... that would be a fun trump card to have!
Hell, he did not even have to limit himself to Saints. There was a Corrupted Titan somewhere in East Antarctica. There was the Winter Beast, too...
Sunny did not notice as a smile appeared on his face.
And so, he fell asleep, smiling.
His last thought was:
'Not bad for a day's work...'