"Absolutely true." Roger nodded, and only then, with his mind relaxed, did he feel a chill all over his body.
He gestured, and a robe hanging not far away draped over his body.
"What are you doing here?"
"Or rather, what have you done to my body?"
There was a peculiar suspicion in his mind, but given the situation, Roger naturally couldn't ask directly, so he had to probe indirectly.
"I have not broken our promise. Your friends are doing well, much better than most people outside."
"After all, although Nassero has disappeared, the mess he left behind urgently needs cleaning up, the rules are disordered, and too many worlds are in turmoil."
"Moreover, I need to strengthen and fortify your body. Since your consciousness cannot be the main guide, only I can lead it to function as a soul seal."
"You'll lead?" Roger frowned, beginning to understand what he had felt earlier; perhaps it really wasn't an illusion.
