An unexpected idea caused Arthur to freeze on the spot.
To disguise this strangeness, he almost subconsciously looked up at the towering Death Serpent Banyan—the instincts of a Spirit Medium had long been imprinted deep within his soul.
'My memories are most likely real!
If these memories were fabricated...
That would be interesting!'
In the blink of a thought, Arthur was not panicked in the slightest, instead, he was filled with a thrill that surged from the depths of his soul—assuming, this speculation was true, then he very much wanted to know who was doing this to him.
And why they were doing it?
Furthermore...
From this, was the world before his eyes even real!
'Tsk, it's unclear! Unclear!
Such a terrifying world!
I dare not even think about it!'
Arthur quickly composed himself, pressing these thoughts deep into his heart.
Because, he was well aware that whether it was true or not, he wasn't capable of confronting it now.
