"Divine Library," Light's thought was a sharp, urgent command, "give me every detail you have on a talent named 'Emotion Eater'."
Instantly, his mind was flooded with knowledge. It wasn't just a dry description; it was a series of visions.
He saw the immense potential for good: a mind consumed by grief being brought back to peace, a warrior's uncontrollable rage being siphoned away before a fatal mistake.
But he also saw the horrifying flip side: a victim, their joy and sorrow completely devoured, left as a walking, breathing husk with nothing behind the eyes.
"My worries were right," he thought, a cold knot tightening in his stomach. "This is a double-edged sword. A sword that can heal or kill with equal ease."
He looked at Tiya, the small orc girl who was staring up at him with wide, innocent eyes, completely unaware of the monstrous power sleeping within her.
