Arcanum Archivist

Arturo was still taking his trials, while the Magister and Cedric had a little conversation that could alter the course of history. The first question that the shadow asked was about the fragment he has met earlier.

"Why did you create it?"

"I had to isolate my emotions from my mind. It was corrupting me, reliving the same things that I have lost once before," explained the Magister as he stared at Arturo. "I needed to give away my knowledge before it consumes me."

"And you created this dungeon for that purpose?" asked Cedric as he looked around the bookshelves. "But why does it look like the dungeon from your memories."

"It does not, but my mind accept this dungeon as my prison, the same way that memory imprisoned me for years," the Magister stared at the stars. "But I feel like this time… it's going to be different."

"Does Arturo show some potential?"