At that moment, Festor Linen's heart felt panic, his body froze from the sight of six people. They were none other than people whom he knew from the town.
Smiling arrogantly, stood there the library owner. Elise Cyanne and Geron looking at Festor Linen with despise and hateful intent. Stood afar from them all the man who hunted the deer and blue scale wolf with his eyes covered by a mask wrapped around his head blocking all light coming towards them. It was an overwhelming sight and there was nowhere to run to.
The setup seemed like a ritual, two men standing with a book and fire torch in each of their hands. It was then when he introduced himself.
"I am Lucifer, the blind man. Thanks to all of you for your cooperation as the vessel for containing the forbidden memories of Festor Linen is finally complete. The man himself seems to be awake now."
Festor Linen was even more in a dilemma. It was impossible for him to escape six people at once. Even more terrifying was that Geron, Elise and the Library Man were all people who he once thought as allies were a wolf in a sheep's clothing.
"Your body is now finally able to store it's own mana, the body is finally conscious and aware of this world. It is perfect time for you to receive the ultimate powers that were once taken away from you."
Festor Linen made his courageous effort to use all his mana into throwing his sword at Lucifer, extreme flames covered his hands burning even the air particles nearby. The accelerating sword reached Lucifer's palm. There was no reaction, he calmly caught the flaming sword and nullified all the heat.
"Oh? You have just entered this world and already a Hero level attack? It seems that the genius consciousness only gets a genius body to reside in."
It took no more than a second for the ritual to start. Festor Linen was immobilized by cursed magic chains suppressing even his senses. The books were opened and lit up by the torches. The ritual performing two men chanted a spell which was inaudible yet very intimidating. Festor Linen's mind went blank. It was a surge of memories passing through an instantaneous value in time.
It was same as back then, Festor Linen was living through a memory once again, when a consciousness passed through another vessel with consciousness, they overlapped, it was once again, the experience of seeing through the lives of people at different points in time, except it was just one person now. Festor Linen could move through the forbidden memories as if moving in space.
The ritual of transferring the conscious memories was now complete.