If she could find, amid these tangled memories, those unguarded moments when Qianyi drank and laughed with his friends, carefully refine them, and offer them to Fuli, the Aeon of [Remembrance]...
Surely ripples of delight would spread across the mirror-like, shimmering body of Fuli, the Aeon of [Remembrance]!
Just as Black Swan prepared to act at once, she suddenly sensed an unfamiliar, strange gaze resting upon her, silently seizing hold of her.
She abruptly turned her head and followed that gaze.
A woman dressed in black nun's robes stood quietly not far away. Beneath the broad collar, snow-white skin formed a stark contrast with the dark fabric. Her full chest rose and fell faintly with prayer-like breaths, her slender waist was cinched so tightly it seemed impossible to grasp, and the heavy church robes not only failed to conceal her graceful figure, but instead faintly traced the nearly perfect proportions of her hips and legs.
It was Apponia, the one responsible for watching over Sparkle.
Yet what truly made Black Swan focus was not Apponia's body, draped in divinity and piety yet as soul-stealing as a demon's, but those eyes quietly and compassionately gazing at her, as though they reflected the paths of fate.
"Hm?" Black Swan voiced her confusion.
The Memokeepers of the Flowing Light Memory Court were special lifeforms who had abandoned their physical bodies, accepted transformations of the self, and existed in the form of "memes," shifting and leaping between images and patterns like ghosts that did not exist.
Thanks to this unique nature, they could freely travel through countless worlds, collecting all manner of precious memories for the Aeon of Remembrance without needing to worry about being discovered.
Thus, so long as a Memokeeper did not wish to reveal herself, even an Emanator would need to