That was really the thing that Eisen was most confused about right now. Until now, he thought that he would end up being able to find a way of recovering his and everyone's memories after finally opening the puzzle box, but apparently that wasn't the case in the slightest.
This book that Eisen was holding in his hands included numerous maps, notes, and descriptions of items, places and people. It was... weird. Looking at these things, Eisen felt a weird sense of familiarity, but he couldn't stop himself from worrying about everything this insinuated. What was the thing that he was currently storing in his literal soul?
The old man ground his teeth together and opened his item storage, simply placing this book into the bookshelf that he specifically made for things like this.
"Thank you, Asmond. I appreciate your help." Eisen said as he looked back at the half elf, although he had a rather apathetic tone to his voice.
