Beginning of Arc 1:
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As Grey let out that hollow, self-mocking laugh, the Foundation Establishment expert froze. Those fragmented memories he had just glimpsed, no, endured, were too vivid, too ancient, too terrifying to dismiss as illusions. He couldn't decipher their meaning, but he knew one thing with absolute certainty:
They were real.
That realization made him pause mid-possession. Grey's broken laugh, the cracks in his voice, the weight behind those dying embers of recollection, none of this was simple. None of it was something a lowly remnant soul like him should meddle with.
A chill crawled down his fading spine.
That being whose face shone brighter than the sun, the one who casually erased pieces of Grey's memories, had looked directly at him. If he took over Grey's body… if that figure descended again…
Would he even have time to scream before he was erased?
The thought alone made his soul quiver.
