Soon, the Memory Fragments that he had absorbed started getting too much…
He needed to calm the memories he had just absorbed.
Just like that, Vale sank into meditation, his soul touched the memory fragments embedded deep in his mind…
They were fragmented memories of the Immortal Corpse, but they were all important memories.
Soon, the air around him shifted, and in a few moments, reality fell away.
His consciousness was drawn inward, into a torrent of fractured memories that didn't belong to him.
'Hmmm…' Vale calmly observed the memories.
Still, it was difficult not to get immersed as he was seeing things from the view of the Immortal.
Thankfully, Vale had done this a lot of times, so he could control himself and remain calm no matter what kind of memory he saw.
This time, the Immortal's name was Orrin Thalos.
He was born in the lesser territories beneath the Blackdawn Peaks of the Shadow Realm…
It was a place long devoured by war and unimportance.
