As Vizet introduced himself, the rhythmic magical pulses surged once more. The figures all began to "murmur" his name, as though trying to commit it to memory.
What caught his attention was that whenever these figures murmured his name, they added the prefix "Descender." This differed somewhat from when he had previously maintained Occlumency.
This unique way of "speaking" allowed even his surprise to be conveyed, letting the figures know of it.
Odin took the initiative to answer his question. "Because you willingly opened your 'Gnosis,' and your 'Gnosis' is very special. We can sense that."
"Your 'Gnosis' shines with a light similar to ours, yet it possesses an entirely different texture."
"It is like..." Odin seemed to search for the right description. "Like water from another river appearing downstream in our river."
Another figure stepped forward and looked at Vizet as he added, "We are simply too familiar with one another..."
"We can recognize the light of every 'Gnosis,' every flicker that comes from 'Gnosis.'"
"This was how we had always communicated before—opening our 'Gnosis' to one another, sharing our thoughts with one another, without any barriers, without even needing to consider such barriers."
"Lovegood... Mr. Lovegood..." He copied the form of address Vizet had used earlier. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Xutikutli."
Vizet returned the greeting. "Hello, Mr. Xutikutli!"
What Odin and Xutikutli had said struck him deeply.
It meant that both Odin and Xutikutli knew that his soul did not truly belong to this world.
And Odin's mention of "downstream in our river" also showed that Odin clearly knew he came from the future—the future in which The Master was about to awaken.
"There is no need to be surprised, Mr. Lovegood," Odin said. "Your 'Gnosis' has been steeped in water from downstream, and you