"Sigh, yes, but what can we do? We save what we can. As long as he retains some of his past memories, he is still Polk. At worst, I can 'tell' him more when the time comes," Anthony spoke helplessly.
"Kvada..." Negris paused for a moment before cursing uncontrollably. He had understood what Anthony meant with his 'tell'. He was planning to shape Polk's memory.
If you lost your memory and the first person you met upon waking up told you, "I'm your father", there's a high probability you would believe them.
Anthony was now preparing to gather Polk's soul shards and use them as a foundation to reshape a soul. As for whether this soul was the original Polk?
If it possesses parts of Polk's memories and the rest is filled in by someone else, then it's Polk.
Ange suddenly asked, "Soul shards, right?"
Caught off guard by the sudden question, Anthony nodded subconsciously, "Yes, Polk's soul shards."
Ange slowly raised his hand and drew a circle, saying, "There's a lot."
