Uriel looked at the rivers, then back at Ophanis, confused and lost.
"They are me?" His brows furrowed. "What does that mean?"
Seeing her trembling lips and the slow rise and fall of her chest, her eyes smouldering with fury, only deepened his confusion.
Ophanis remained quiet for a few moments, observing each river as if she wanted to imprint them into her mind and never forget them. Only then did she turn back to Uriel.
"Each river is you. Each river represents a version of who you were in past timelines that the regressors collapsed."
Uriel's eyes widened.
"Each river contains an echo of your soul, with your memories and experiences. Each of those rivers is a piece of you, Uriel."
"I said that when we signed the root contract, I became a sort of conduit for the past to the present, allowing past, yet dead, versions of you to reach out."
"They reached out and fixed your Spark," she continued, her voice softening. "But they also remained."
