"To know your true origin, you must see Myria's memories, but I doubt she has such memories since this reincarnation process is undertaken subconsciously."
The World Master sighed and continued, "That's why it is nothing but my hypothesis, but I'm fairly confident that I'm right."
"…"
Davis and Myria nodded, waiting for her to continue as a few seconds passed.
After ten seconds, the World Master finally opened her mouth.
"In the ninth incarnation, you two witnessed how the wisp erratically receded only to be born again, right?"
"Mhm." Myria nodded lightly, "That was Leafa, my ninth incarnation. I still remember her lovely voice and aura."
"Wrong."
"What?"
Myria narrowed her eyes, turning confused. She might've forgotten many incarnations, but the first twenty or thirty lives were still vivid to her. How could she be mistaken?
