Issa jumped and looked at Don with wide eyes. "W-Wha..N-No, I don't!" She squeaked, cheeks turning red in embarrassment.

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Issa blinked then smiled slightly. "Erm...o-ok then." She said as she leaned down and covered him with the blanket once more. "Rest. I'm going to go make you some tea." She said and scurried out of the room, Salem remaining sitting on the bed.

Michael stares up at the ceiling, simply thinking about the memory that had came to him before. "Just what was that magic..?" He says quietly.

Don blushed and looked at her in the eyes "i...." he looked away, he didnt dare to say it

Issa blinked before she went into the kitchen and put some water on to boil. While that was going she rummaged through her cupboards and found some Chamomile tea leaves. She then proceeded to pour some water into a mug and stir in the leaves. She let the leaves steep for a moment before she extracted them, added some honey to sweeten the drink and carried it back to Michael. She handed it to him with a small smile. "Here. This should help if you have a headache."

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Issa blinked before she went into the kitchen and put some water on to boil. While that was going she rummaged through her cupboards and found some Chamomile tea leaves. She then proceeded to pour some water into a mug and stir in the leaves. She let the leaves steep for a moment before she extracted them, added some honey to sweeten the drink and carried it back to Michael. She handed it to him with a small smile. "Here. This should help if you have a headache."

He smiles, and accepts the tea. "Thank you, you're too kind." As he thanks her, he proceeds to smell the tea, the scent clearing his mind, and then proceeds to drink some of it.

Issa sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing at him. "So...Did you book help?" She inquired, brushing her bangs from her face.

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Issa sat down on the edge of the bed, glancing at him. "So...Did you book help?" She inquired, brushing her bangs from her face.

He stops drinking to answer. "Oh, I think when I...fainted, I must have dropped it...but.." Michael appears hesitant.

Issa blinked before giving him a gentle smile. "It's ok, you don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

He pauses to set the tea down and removes his cowl for a second time. He then speaks, "...What if the memories of my past...change me? I don't want to become a monster and hurt innocent lives..." He says this uneasily.

Issa blinked before scooting closer and resting her hand against his. "You won't. I don't believe you are like that. You're not a monster and you never will be." She said softly.

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Issa blinked before scooting closer and resting her hand against his. "You won't. I don't believe you are like that. You're not a monster and you never will be." She said softly.

"....Thank you..."He gently squeezes her hand, looking at her with his kind, brown eyes. "Now...let's see we take a look at that book? If it doesn't work...then I'm fine with it. Not knowing about my past is a bit lonely...but, that leaves even more room for new memories..memories I can make with the people I care about." He smiles, lightly blushing.

Issa smiled and nodded as she stood. She hurried back down to the shop and into the lower level. She picked the book up from where it had fallen and went back up to her apartment. Entering her bedroom she walked over and sat next to Michael, holding the book out to him.

"Thank you.." Michael takes the book, and opens it up, when he finds what he is looking for, he begins to speak the arcane words written on the pages. The book begins to glow and soon, the light envelopes Michael. When he finishes the incantation, the memories of his past come flooding back to him. Since Issa had forged a bond with him, she can see what he sees. The world around them melts away and now Issa sees many terrible things of Michael's past. When he was seven, his parents were slaughtered right in front of him by soldiers for being a witch and wizard. He runs, only to be chased and captured by the soldiers. Then, the world changes. Michael is now in a cell, tortured by the soldiers. He's now 17. Suddenly, Michael's natural white aura goes black. His eyes and hair change color, his irises red and hair black. He slaughters the soldiers with immense power that Issa has never seen before. He then escapes the jail, killing the soldiers and anyone else that stand in his way. He makes it to a hill near the outskirts of Rondorio when suddenly, the witch the previous memory appears. Michael tries to strike her down, but she counters his immense magical strength, knocks him out, and seals his dark power, leaving a mark on his right hand: (except it is purple) She then flees. The sequence of memories end, the world reverting back to her bedroom, and the light from the book gone. When Issa sees Michael, he's unconscious once more, but his once snow white hair is now jet black and the mark is on his right hand.

When the barrage of memories ceased, Issa sat frozen in place, eyes wide as her brain struggled to process everything she had just seen. She glanced down and gasped when she saw that Michael's appearance had changed.

She now senses that Michael's magic has grown stronger, but his aura is now slightly corrupted, half light and half dark. He lays there, fast asleep as his brain takes time to process the memories of his past. The book from before is now closed.

Issa slowly stood and picked the book up and set it to the side. She sat, waiting for Michael to regain consciousness.

After a whopping five minutes, Michael awakens. His once brown eyes are now red. He brings a hand to his head, a headache forming once more. "Ngh....where am I?" He looks at Issa, slightly confused. "....Issa? Is that you?" His face looks pained as he tries to remember who she is.

Issa got up, handing him his tea as she sat next to him. "Yes, its me." She said softly. "Are you ok?"

(what did i miss?)

Michael accepts the tea. "I..don't feel any different....but, I know who I am now..." He drinks the tea, calming his nerves. Finishing it, he sets it down once again. "...I think I know who that witch was...but, it can't be...it just doesn't seem right.." He says, feeling a bit hesitant to share what he possibly remembers.