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I snapped to attention and sat upright, wincing as my head connected with Fashire's jaw. The disillusioned experience rushed at me and I didn't know what to do at first and I turned to Fashire, attempting to offload everything onto him.
Except that he wasn't even paying me any mind.
My initial plan to look into Iruo's past had been futile. I kept failing and it had been a jarring experience. I was usually able to finally do what I put my mind to, but this had been unsuccessful, and when I had reached my goal, my initial satisfaction had died down.
Aside from 'Bala's documentations', the rest of their materials were filled with utter rubbish. A lot made sense and seemed to be created by the serpents of the earlier days rather than what I had learned so far. I had no complaints about that except for the constant disagreement my essence vibrated within me.
