I kept my eyes closed, pushing past the initial discovery. Two Loci were rare—valuable even—but I needed to be sure.
My breathing slowed as I searched deeper, straining to feel for any other flicker of warmth, any hint of a third pulse.
Nothing.
Frustration prickled at the edges of my focus. I even considered activating [Exorcist's Gaze]—if anything could reveal hidden things, it would be that—but the memory of my last attempt stopped me. The pain had nearly made my eyes blind, and in my current state? Not worth the risk.
After a long moment, I exhaled and opened my eyes.
Still just two.
A dull disappointment settled in my chest.
Dual Loci were powerful, yes, but… not what I'd hoped for. The only way to uncover the truth about my past, my memories, was to become a Mystic. And that path seemed closed to me now.
Destiny's a cruel joke sometimes.
Still, I swallowed the bitterness. Two Loci were more than most ever got. I should be grateful. Yeah, can't be pessimistic.
