Arc of the Souls Chapter 86: Arc 3, Chapter 10 - Thy Will Unmaketh Thee

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“...You guys feel something?” “...” Jumkou came back to her senses, looking at Sachiel, who was prepping to open the door to the library. Flynn was still stretching, and Asheera was looking at her with a raised eyebrow. “Jumkou? You okay?” Asheera asked. “You zoned out.” “I... I'm fine.” Jumkou was trying to find words. The memory of her agonizing death was still fresh, but it felt like a dream. A nightmare that she couldn't quite remember. It was vivid, but it also felt distant. “Wait...” Jumkou tugged at Sachiel's sleeve. “What is it?” Sachiel asked. “Let's not go in. Something is wrong about this place.” “We've been over this. We need proof for Altair and Asheera. This is the only way.” Sachiel said, his hand on the door's control panel. “Besides, you were the one who insisted on coming.” “... Right... Yeah.” Jumkou shook her head. The feeling of dread was overwhelming, but she couldn't explain it. She didn't understand it herself. “Just... a bad feeling.” “You get those a lot.” Flynn noted. Jumkou shot him a glare. “...Sorry...” Sachiel opened the door to the library and entered. The others followed suit and the door behind them closed. They were met with a vast lobby of the library. There were books in shelves but those were small, indicating that the small books inside were that of newborns, babies and kids. It was weird that they remained in the lobby while other books of all the individuals and animals in the world were in the Magna Historia. They were not compiled yet, for their lives have yet to end. There were no librarians. No staff. No other visitors. Just them. “...Wow, this library is huge!” Flynnigan exclaimed, jumping around and looking at the infinitely extending ceiling. “It's even bigger than the Eria Tower!” “It does look like it.” Jumkou coughed, still unable to leave the ominous feeling. She felt like she died already. The same feeling that she felt when she resetted during her fight against Kaioshun-Rymela. The vertigo wouldn't leave her. .:. I certainly have died here... I always put reset points at times before a feeling of dread washes over me... The vertigo that I felt was real. I have to keep my eyes peeled. .:. The group looked around, trying to find a way to the Hall of Memories. The lobby had several hallways leading to different parts of the library. But none of the paths indicated a way to reach the Magna Historia of the Hall of Memories. “Which way do we go?” Asheera asked. “Let's split up.” Sachiel suggested. “We'll cover more ground that way. We'll meet back here in an hour.” “... Flynnigan, you're with me.” Jumkou said, purely because she didn't want to be alone. She had a bad feeling about this place, and she didn't want to be left alone. Not in a place like this. “I'm not a kid.” Flynn rolled his eyes. “I can handle myself-” “I have my reasons you dimwit, let's go!” Jumkou bonked his head and began walking, only to be stopped by someone else. “There is no need to split up.” A person with evenly split colours of white and black appeared, wearing a suit that had a similar pattern. Their hair was also split in two colours, white and black. Their right eye was white; their left eye was black. Their face was a perfect split between two identities. Jumkou was immediately wary of the person, pushing Flynnigan back and getting into a battle stance. This shook Sachiel and Asheera more. To Asheera, Flynnigan and Sachiel, this person was nothing to be scared about. But for Jumkou, he ticked all the bad choices. “Who are you!?” Jumkou yelled. “Show yourself!” The person raised both of their hands in a gesture of peace, a calm, practiced motion. “There is no need for hostility. I am the Librarian.” “The Librarian?” Sachiel repeated. “I am the one who keeps the library in order. I am the one who guides the lost and the ones who seek knowledge.” The Librarian explained. “And you four... you are the ones who seek knowledge.” The Librarian smiled, shining down a light from above them. “The Hall of Memori