Apex's voice echoed inside Cain's mind, and a profound light appeared in his eyes as he considered those words. He remembered part of his life, but it was true that there might be other reincarnations he might not remember. Besides, Apex was right, and playing along with Anark would be the right choice.
Anark did not rush Cain and waited for him to take his time and process all the information.
"I have no recollection of being part of a different race, but I cannot negate your words."
Cain was wise with his words, not trying to feign that he knew what Anark was talking about, but he did not refuse the idea. Anark's eyes remained the same this entire time, as the aura of Cain's Primordial Essence was all he needed.
"Could you tell me more about your race?"
A sense of delight and excitement appeared in Anark's eyes as he heard that question, and it seemed it was something he was eager to speak about.
