William wanted to know the basics, so he'd not end up getting screwed at the end by the Cardinals. He was, after all, soone who knew nothing about their world. And if they wanted to ss with him, they'd provide only the useless basic info.
So if William managed to get his hands over scrolls speaking about the basics, he'd be able to discern the value of information exchanged with the Cardinals. As for Leo, he could tell from the way Arthur dealt with Jeremy that the Cult higher ups didn't care that much about those lower than them.
He got that the way the Cardinals asked for him to be brought over to their main base was done to scare him off. Perhaps they wanted to get the identity of the enemy without the need to expose too much of their world. And William wouldn't settle with such a thing.
"If so… Then let think about that question then," Arthur seed to take this matter quite seriously. And that was expected. After all he didn't just learn that the origins of the enemy the Cult was after was quite complicated, but he also learnt that it ca from another monster, a far scarier one.
And that ant whatever this monster was able to do, the parent monster could do much worse than that. So, he wanted to find a question, one that could answer many of the most urgent questions for him.
William was left to heal in that stony room, while Arthur took his people and left. "These wounds… They indeed are cursed or sothing…"
William used lots of elixirs, be it healing or spirit power regeneration. And yet these wounds looked as if they were stubborn, with many still showing parts and pieces of his flesh.
He knew such wounds would take ti to heal, and he just had to wait for a day or two at most to get his flesh grew up again.
As he had nothing to do, he sat down and started to think about everything that he lived through in that mysterious world.
The entire experience was unique and brand new for him. Even with all these wounds and such severe backlash, he didn't even feel a single regret or remorse.
He focused on recalling all the events that he lived through, thought about every single detail, tried to relive the entire experience again.
He didn't understand a lot of things, but he could understand a few. For example, he knew gaining access to this world required a spirit with an affinity towards fate and destiny. And from this point, he started to think about sothing.
"I have a way to add more elents into my spirit. If I find an elent with such affinity, then by absorbing it I'll have the ability to access this world…"
He wasn't limited by knowledge like people living in this tiny world. He knew that the ability to access that world wasn't limited to humans only. That Nightmare monster, and the nine tailed one behind it, had access to such a world.
When William thought about the infinite potential of gaining access to such a world, he couldn't help but crave to have access as well.
"An enemy who knows the future won't lose no matter what… That's how that damn beast survived all the fierce assaults that ca at him for aeons of years…"
William knew he, his master, and his friends, weren't the only ones to try and kill that monster. And yet none succeeded at all.
He now understood lots of things that he never got before. Such realisation drove him to think more about finding a monster suitable with such affinity and try to absorb it.
Yet he didn't know what exactly would be considered a suitable monster, and hoped the information he'd get from Arthur, or the Cardinals would help him understand this point.
Then his thoughts drifted towards that mysterious world and its effects. He knew he could tap into anyone he got ever in contact with, try to spy on its past and future like he did with that monster.
Aside from the risks such a task implied, he knew this was a heaven-sent gift. He didn't need to deal with anyone or investigate them. He could simply go into that world and try to seek everything he could get from.
As for the risks involved in such a thing, he was prepared for them. Even if using the simple techniques would pose great risk over his life, he could repeat the formation he just learnt and safeguard his life against such devastating side effects.
He didn't stop thinking this far. He knew if he got enough data and knowledge, he could start modifying this technique, enabling just lesser people to use it, even himself alone.
As for the people he wanted to use such technique over, his thoughts weren't just limited to the sworn enemy of his. He got a long list of enemies he needed to deal with in the outer world. As for the tiny world, he got the Transforrs and Mutants, and perhaps a new enemy he'd find later on.
He kept thinking about the world and the experience he got back then. Ti passed fast, and he never cared about what was happening to his body.
His main thoughts were now linked towards the issue he had, the two rogue and dangerous spirits lying within his body. He knew if he used this technique and world, he could spy over these spirits' pasts and learn tons of things about them.
Yet he was sure such dangerous spirits would be protected by fate and destiny. So trying to see through them held tons of danger. Not to ntion he got the technique left by the black fox for him.
"I need to see the technique left at my back first. If it proves to be worthless, then I'll try to solve all the problems using this mysterious world…"
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