"FUCK! FUCK!" Both cursed at the same time, in complete disbelief and hatred.
"Isla..." Alm murmured, before roaring at the Leviathan. "How the hell does the Queen manage to take the memories?"
The Leviathan spoke quickly: "I don't know exactly. But everyone at the immortal level can sense where the memories are. They can only be manipulated with an energy that's almost impossible to use. However, if you break the soul and restore it, repeating this process many times with precise techniques and demonic energies, eventually fragments of past life memories start to emerge."
"What do you mean? Is it a random fragment from any life? This doesn't make any sense." Bruno spoke flatly.
"Indeed, if it were simple, anyone could do it. But we're talking about the Queen, and she has all the time in the world. Just take the person to a universe where time is different, and she can spend millions of years working on it." The Leviathan explained seriously.
