Chronos listened to Thiago's explanation, checking the facts that he remembered. However, he soon found out that while he knew that most of it was true.
It was still most of it.
The changed facts also somehow clicked into place that it replaced.
The berserk side effect—more or less true.
The insectoids—true.
The endless waves, the necessity, the transformation—it was all true.
It was such a clean, load-bearing lie that Chronos felt his own faith in his memories begin to crumble. Yet when he touched the pearl he hid in his pocket, it made him remember that it was actually real.
His memories were the real deal. Even so, this mass falsification of memories was made meticulously. It made him doubt himself every single time.
But there must be something that could help him make others realize that it was their memories that were fake and not his. Before he could even stop himself from getting too excited, the question fell out of his mouth.
