Wishes (2)

Ernacht didn't mean to relax after everything that happened today. He went to visit someone he had to visit. The man, of course, didn't want to talk, but Ernacht had found a way to get him to talk, considering he already remembers his own identity.

As Ernacht sat back in a chair in a special dungeon, he looked directly at the long red-haired youth who was chained to the prison wall. Ernacht's left hand held the grimoire that the red-haired youth had. "You used Delaroce's grimoire, permanently turned your hair red, and even changed the structure of your face to resemble Delaroce's. Rhun, how shameless you are," said Ernacht.

The chained man looked at Ernacht with hatred. "You are not Master! You are not Archmage Delaroce!"