Once we had made our way into the building, we were shown to a large empty room where we were told to wait. We all took a seat on one of the many couches and armchairs in the room and made ourselves a home. Shortly after sitting down, a different goblin man came into the room and served us tea; he carried in two silver trays: one for each hand.
While he was serving us, the mugs on the trays would magically lift up and go towards one of us followed by the kettle which would then pour freshly brewed tea into our mugs. It was interesting to watch, and I assumed it had something to do with the man's powers as a spirit.
While tea was being served to us, two similar looking men walked into the room. One of them was much taller than the other, and some of his traits in his modified form resembled those of Baxter’s modified form. Due to this, I made the connection that he must be the arrogation demon that would be going inside of my head. Although he shared some of the traits that Baxter had, he had more.
Baxter had long spiraling horns that protruded from both sides of his head and long reptile-like tail. Baxter was also considerably scaly all over his body. The aristocrat arrogation demon had these same traits but was also a very dull yellow color. The man also lacked a nose, and in its place were two narrow slits. The same was to be said about his ears; they were just holes in the sides of his head.
The other man looked similar, but had a little variety in his patterning. While Baxter and the other arrogation demon had a solid scale pattern across their bodies, this man had an elaborate pattern that somewhat resembles tribal tattoos. He was also green rather than yellow or skin toned. Past that he was exactly like the man he walked in with.
The room was silent while they took their seats in the room with us and got a mug of tea themselves. They both simultaneously took a sip from their cups before one of them spoke.
“Hello Max, it has been a very long time. Has it not?” The yellow bodied man announced. His voice was very strange and had a very melodic feel to it.
The green bodied man nodded his head and added to the previous statement, “indeed. It has been a very long time. The last time we’ve seen you, we were just teenagers. Were we not?”
“Do you have to end all of your comments with a question? That is something that has not changed about you two. As much as I’d like to exchange pleasantries, I do want to make this trip as short as possible. The longer Felix stays here, the more likely someone is to find him.” Max responded back to them.
The two arrogation spirits looked at one another and announced in unison, “then, let’s not waste time. Shall we begin?”
The yellow bodied spirit stood up and walked straight towards me. He looked me in the eyes and greeted me, “Hello Felix. I am Xenious Lopsider the eighth of the arrogation clan class demon. Charming, aren’t I?”
Unsure of what to say or do, I nervously greeted him back, “It’s nice to meet you, sir.”
Without another word, the man entered my body, and I once again felt the sharp pain associated with someone going into my body. I didn’t really know what to do, and I was nervous that he would just be pushed out like Baxter had been. To my relief, he stayed in my head much longer than Baxter had. It was several minutes before I felt the prickly pain over my body as the man exited me.
“This is very interesting. There are two blocks on his memory. One is very strong and powerful and could even rival the prince's strength. The other is done by the same person, but it is much weaker than the first block. This is a very perplexing issue because the man who did the block is now dead. I cannot tell who’s aura it is, which suggests I have never met the person who did the block. Whoever he was, he was strong. Is this not interesting?” Xenious announced to us.
Following his statements, the other man got off of the couch he had been sitting on and walked over to me. In the same manner as Xenious, he greeted me, “Hello Felix. I am Endymion Lopsider the first of the arrogation clan class angel. Charming aren’t I?”
Just as I had greeted Xenious, I greeted him with a nervous, “nice to meet you.”
Instead of entering my body straight away, he turned to Xenious and questioned him on what he found inside of me, “What kind of memory blocks were used?”
“Both were class A shields group 470, but the first is much stronger, and I do not believe you will be able to break it. This shield was put up when the man was still alive and is very sturdy. We would need the prince to bring that block down, but the prince is currently away. The other block was performed after the man had already died and is much weaker. It should be easy for you to bring this one down. You should go break down the one at least. Should you not?”
Endymion turned back to me and without a word entered my body. Soon after he went into me, my mind was flooded with memories starting from when I woke up in the hospital until then. It was relieving to know that I had regained some of my memories, but it was also disheartening to remember how much I do not remember about myself.
Endymion exited my body and immediately spoke, “That is one strong push to get out of his body. You are right. The man who did this has the strength to rival the prince. Very interesting indeed. You were right, I cannot bring down the first block; I am just not strong enough to do so. I apologize. Forgive me; will you?”
As he spoke, I remembered a dream I had before I lost my memory the second time. There was a strange man that claimed to be dead and said that he was going to take my memories. Remembering this, I blurted out, “There was a guy in my dreams. He wouldn’t tell me who he was, but he said that I needed to forget and that he was going to take my memories away again and then I woke up without my memory.”
“Interesting. This man is dead, and he is still able to take your memory. He is very strong indeed. He is also able to come to you in your dreams. This sounds like the power of the prince, but the prince is still alive. It is impossible for there to be another prince though. It is impossible for a spirit other than the prince to control multiple powers.
But blocking is an arrogation talent and dream infiltration is mirage talent. It is possible, however, for stronger spirits to still cast spells when dead if they have yet to move on to the next stage of their lives, but it is impossible for spirits to have more than one spirit talent. It does not make sense. Xenious, can you come up with anything?”
“There are a few things that could be possible, but they do not make sense as to why they would happen. Very perplexing, am I right?” Xenious mused over the possible answers to my situation.
“I wish we knew where the prince is; he would know what’s going on. Maybe the person who took his memories and the guy in his dreams are two different people, but they are working together. What do you think?”
“That would be a great explanation. So now we have to think about more than one person. Tricky, isn’t it?”
I knew that it couldn’t be two or more people who had been doing this to me because the man in my dreams talked as if he was the one who did everything.
Knowing this, I filled the two arrogation spirits in, “I hate to burst your thought process, but the guy in my dream was most definitely the only person involved with this as far as I can tell. The way he talked to me and the things he said made it seem as though it was all him. He was in my dream and even told me that nothing he told me would matter when I woke up because he was going to erase my memory again.”
“Are you sure it is only him? That would be impossible unless it was the prince himself. Max what are you thinking?” Xenious questioned.
Max placed a hand on his chin as if pondering. “The prince is very powerful and has been missing since the day Felix was found almost dead. The timeline of his disappearance and Felix’s accident line up incredibly well.
However, I’ve spoken to Alphas, and she can still feel Prince Dorian’s aura, which means the prince is not dead. The prince, however, can pull his spirit out of his own body, which could cause anything he does to be much weaker in comparison to his normal strength.
Since he’d also be using his spirit body to cast spells, it would make any spell he does seem as though it is coming from a dead man. This would also put the prince’s body in grave danger, which would explain why he would leave and not tell anyone where he went. The problem is why would the prince do something like that?
As far as I know, the prince has no connection to Felix so there would be no need for him to interact in such a way with Felix, and it is not like the prince to interact with people he does not know outside of the company of trusted guards."
“Prince Dorian can take any one’s memories and take any portion of it he wants to take. It could be possible that we all know Felix, but Prince Dorian could have taken our memories of him. Although this is possible, what reason would there be to do this? It’s also possible that he took our memories of any issue that was going on, making it impossible for us to reason why Prince Dorian is a part of this. What are your thoughts, Endymion?” Xenious added to possibilities.
“There is no way to reason why the prince would do any of this, but as you said he could have taken parts of everyone’s memories so that we couldn’t reason with his choices. However, there could be more than the prince and Felix involved with this. That’s the only thing I can come up with that would make the prince do anything to this extent. I can’t figure out who or even how many. Shall we leave, brother? Max has more to do while he is in the spirit realm, doesn’t he?”
“You’re right. We can go and think about this more, and if we come up with anything new, we can tell Max. It was nice to see you again Max. Do well, will ya?” Xenious bid us farewell as him and Endymion walked out of the room and left us there.
I was given a lot of new information in the time I spent with the two arrogation spirits. It was a lot to process that I could somehow be connected to a prince and that this prince might have basically erased my existence from the spirit realm. Maybe I was a bad guy before I had my memories stripped from me. But this couldn’t be true.
In the dream I had before losing my memory again, the man in the dream had said he loved me. Would a prince fall in love with a bad guy?
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