I am an Eldritch Entity-Chapter 139: Memory recovery

Eryndor began moving to pack up the temporary camp they had set up. It wasn’t much, but it also wasn’t light work.

There should’ve been some skills to deal with miscellaneous tasks like this.

Eryndor assumed himself to be a hardworking man but that was only when it mattered. For things like this he very much preferred laying back to bask in comfort.

Or maybe something like a spatial artifact I read in those novels? I hope something like that exists.

Then I can easily put these things in the spatial artifact as it is and take it out just the same. No need to pack up and set up everything.

Once he was done packing everything, he took out another yellow paper from his pocket.

This was the third one out of the total seven pieces.

Eryndor wasn’t in a rush to regress their state. With Edward nearby, Valentina would be able to copy the ability anytime and not to mention it wasn’t difficult to get privacy even if you were in a group.

Placing it in the same position as usual, Eryndor displayed the yellow paper to her.

Soon, his brows furrowed as he didn’t see any change in them.

"Wait. Have you begun using Regression on this?"

He immediately asked her in case he was seeing something wrong.

Valentina nodded her head.

"I was using Regression on the paper until you told me to stop."

Huh?

Eryndor looked at the words on the paper.

The first time, the words had begun transforming rather quickly.

The second time, it took longer, so he had guessed that the words might be written too long ago.

The third time? There was no change to the words at all.

Was it written so damn long ago?

Eryndor feared that it would take too long if he waited for Valentina to keep recovering her energy of Consciousness to regress this paper’s state.

Hmmm…what can I do?

These yellow papers were important for his survival in the secret realm. The clues they provided were very much related to the conspiracy going on related to him.

If he couldn’t decode even any one of them, there was a chance that he might miss some important trace or evidence.

Sure, I can just move on to other yellow papers. I can see which ones can be easily regressed and which one would need time.

But what then? What if I am late in decoding the clues? What if the person targeting me makes moves earlier than I think?

With a heavy heart, he made a small fold on the yellow paper to mark it and kept it in a different pocket.

Taking out another one, he asked her to use her ability once again.

This time, to his relief, the words moved quickly.

"Stop stop, it’s done, thank you."

Quickly reading the words, he crumpled the paper and put it in his bag.

The sentence on this fourth piece of paper was -

"The memories oh the no no yes the memories yes haha I have them back I have them back hahahahaha

"But but but arghhhhhhhh."

The grammar was far worse compared to the previous papers but he ignored it.

From the handwriting, he had already deduced that whoever wrote it had very likely gone crazy when they were writing on these papers.

Maybe it was some form of coping mechanism for them to write their thoughts on the paper.

It would also explain why they didn’t burn the papers.

It was literally the doing of a crazy person, of course they wouldn’t perform logical actions. The person was very likely not in the right mind, how would they remember to erase their traces?

What do these words even mean though?

Memories? Remember them all? What memories?

He thought hard about everything that had taken place up till now, all the unusual points.

The luring through Terramorph Ravagers to head towards the abyss.

The attack of the group to chase him towards the abyss.

Co-founder Morris being the most likely culprit.

For now I’ll assume Co-founder Morris is that person instead of constantly thinking there might be someone else.

He thought after a moment then continued listing down the points.

The deal with Daoisto about saving Co-founder Morris in exchange for his body.

Daoisto very likely needed him because of his eldritch identity.

Wait…eldritch identity?

His conversation with Molina resurfaced in his mind where she said that Dr. Kirchoff modified memories of everyone who had participated in the mission to seal him so that no one would know any details regarding the mission, which of course included his eldritch identity.

Eryndor remembered his one of the very first guesses when he came across that yellow paper with only two words—Eldritch Eryndor—being clear.

I remember guessing that Co-founder Morris might be one of the very few close ones of Dr. Kirchoff so the president might not have modified his memory.

But from the looks of it, I might be wrong.

Co-founder Morris’ memories might have been modified along with everyone else’s but he somehow managed to fix it.

Oh wait..,fix it?

Eryndor and Valentina walked slowly in the silence of the forest to allow Edward to catch up.

He was nearby after all, it would be better in terms of safety if they travelled the rest of the journey together.

Valentina kept an eye on the surroundings, recovering her energy of Consciousness at the same time while Eryndor continued his train of thought.

That wasn’t to say his extended vision wasn’t active but he was clearly more focused on the topic at hand.

Who fixed his memories? And who was even capable of fixing the memories which were modified by Dr. Kirchoff who managed to do it without letting anyone in the Federation realise?

Of course, that didn’t necessarily mean that Dr. Kirchoff was extremely strong. What if he had some Mystical Artifact which did the work?

But no matter what, the fact of the matter was that he did manage to do it.

Was it Daoisto who managed to fix the memories?

Let’s assume that this Daoisto is an eldritch entity, but can he roam in this secret realm freely?

Such that he can even fix the memory problems of Co-founder Morris?

Once he established that Daoisto was an eldritch entity themselves instead of being some spokesperson of the eldritch entity, there was no doubt that it would be easy for them to fix the memory modification done by Dr. Kirchoff.

After all, was there even a doubt who was stronger between Dr. Kirchoff and an eldritch entity?

Granted, the eldritch entity had obviously not entered this secret realm in their true form.

If it was their true form, without any extraordinary protection like the Film covering the Forbidden Void, Morris’ mind wouldn’t have stayed intact at all.

Not to mention that the Human Federation wasn’t so incapable and useless that they would fail to notice the true form of an eldritch entity even if it was in a sealed secret realm.

So it was very likely that Daoisto was a clone or somewhat of an avatar of the eldritch entity in the abyss.

But wait, if he can roam in this secret realm freely, why does he need Morris’ help to capture me?

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There were two guesses Eryndor could think of.

One was that the avatar vanished for some reason, and it would take time for the eldritch entity to infiltrate and put a clone in the secret realm once again.

The other was that there was some restriction for the clone to act.

Of course, these two guesses weren’t mutually exclusive. Both could be the reason as well.

"Arghhh."

Eryndor softly groaned with frustration and shook his head from all thinking.

I really need more information.

He took out another piece of yellow paper for Valentina to use Regression on.

He had already sensed Edward in his extended vision heading their way. He reckoned there was still some time before he arrived, enough for him to get one paper regressed.

A few seconds later he furrowed his brows as he told her to stop.

Same thing happened once again.

Marking this yellow paper as well, Eryndor didn’t take out the sixth yellow paper as Edward had already arrived.

"Yooo people. I hope nothing else happened while I was gone."

The man in question spoke with a waving hand as he jumped over a rock in the distance and approached them.

Valentina shook her head. "We just had a meal and spent some time loitering around before Eryndor sent the message to the group chat."

Edward shook his head. "You all shouldn’t be so wasteful with your time. Being at the lead doesn’t mean we’ll always be ahead."

He displayed his phone. "Look, we already dropped by a rank."

Eryndor chuckled slightly. "Senior, we know that our rank has dropped but we’re still in the top ten.

"There is no difference between who comes first and who comes last in this preliminary elimination.

"Only the top ten matters. It’s in the wheel battle later that the ranks would actually matter.

"Don’t worry, we’ll put in the effort to stay in the top ten."

Edward shook his head.

Eryndor was even more of a genius than he was. He very well knew people like them had very high confidence in themselves. It was difficult to convince them.

Just as the trio were walking in the jungle.

Eryndor’s eyes widened in horror as he abruptly sensed a group heading his way.

The problem?

All seven of them were in the middle stages of level two, with the eighth one at stage seven of level two of his power system.

Fuck, so powerful? I am doomed.