Graemory's Visit

Graemory couldn't help but feel more confused after hearing Clyde's answer. She stared at him in silence, a deep frown etched into her face, while Clyde remained still, giving her time to process his words.

The silence stretched, heavy with tension, until finally, she spoke again.

"From when have you been a part of all this?"

Clyde let out a quiet breath, almost a sigh. "It's a long story," he said. "But the truth is I've been part of this since the very beginning."

Graemory's eyes narrowed. "What do you mean?"

Clyde turned slightly, as if the weight of the answer pulled his gaze elsewhere.

"The Ancient One been influencing my System from the start. I didn't realize it until recently. But the signs were always there."

He looked back at her, his voice low but steady.