The notifications Seth had received about the parasite replayed in his mind like a broken record, each one peeling back another layer of mystery.
They weren't just cryptic, they raised questions far beyond the surface.
He set it aside for now and thought.
How exactly did the system work?
Whom did it truly belong to?
Was it his alone, or did it serve the dungeon as an independent force?
He knew, deep down, that he and the dungeon were now the same, two parts of a greater whole.
Yet this apparent unity still left him with more doubts than clarity.
After all, even Zera, his guide and confidant had initially struggled to identify the parasite.
Why, then, had the system suddenly granted him insight into it?
These thoughts churned in his mind until he finally decided to voice them.
"Zera," he began, his tone a mix of hesitation and curiosity.