Damon swallowed hard… Valarie seemed to know… this mugu was actually someone who had led to the unknown god's presence... in their world.
The pair of lips opened, but no words came…
"Hmm… why… I…"
Valarie stopped. "Hmm… it seems I can't remember…"
Damon narrowed his eyes. "Are you catfishing us? Baiting us with bits and pieces? This better not be a trick…"
Valarie's lips, on his shoulder, remained close.
"No… it's not. I have been sealed for so long, and I am technically just a discarnate… soul…"
The lips were all she was. However, as if glancing at Sylvia, she continued.
"Mugu was young and ambitious. Eager even… However, what broke him was time… Perhaps it's better to say the world moved on without him. His reason for living became pointless… he became unneeded… forgotten.*"
Damon narrowed his eyes. He became unneeded… Damon knew what it was like—to need to be needed, to believe you were important to someone.
