"Ah, old man, did you hear what I said?"
[[More than clear, kid.]]
'Shit.'
Me and my big mouth. I knew why we weren't disappearing; it seems the old man heard me. Now he's standing in front of me, and well, he doesn't look that old, around 40, but in my defense, his voice does sound old.
Now that it is in front of me, it seems to be just a soul. Being a ghost or spirit is not impossible, but remaining conscious for so long is.
'Hmm, maybe he made a deal with some god to keep his soul.'
There are really many ways to leave a legacy: relying solely on your methods, borrowing a little divine territory, like William's legacy, leaving it in a dangerous and inaccessible place, making some deal with a god or powerful entity that transcends the ages so that it is inherited correctly, and so on.
All of those are considered legacies of some kind, and with my skill —which I haven't really been able to use—I can inherit it completely, skipping all the trials and annoying stuff.
