469 Unfolding mysteries

Just after Roy conquered Death Force, something happened that shocked even him.

"Very good, my child," an archaic voice spoke in his mind, a voice that echoed with ancient knowledge and wisdom. "Although a shortcut was taken, you have shown great fortitude and discipline in mastering Death Force. But don't let it get to you. Remember, with great power comes great responsibility. Use it wisely, or risk falling victim to its corrupting influence."

Roy's amulet vibrated with each word of the voice emanating from it. He reached under his shirt and retrieved it, holding it up in confusion as he tried to make sense of what was happening.

The amulet had been with him since he was a baby, but he had never heard it speak before.

Roy's eyes widened as he turned towards the mysterious voice. "Who are you?" he asked, his voice tinged with curiosity and suspicion.

"I am the one who plotted your transmigration," the mysterious being replied, its tone confident and self-assured.