"Oh... I understand."
Cthulhu chuckled and said:
"You truly did keep a backup plan. Even when ground into fine powder, such a Soul Bead retains the power to pacify souls."
"Wait, what are you doing?"
Under Cthulhu's puzzled gaze, Anaxa unhesitatingly sprinkled the soul powder toward those souls invisible to her.
Nourished, the outlines of the souls gradually filled out, and they began to converse as if they had returned to life.
It was Gnaeus speaking to Cthulhu's soul once more:
"Let's put my affairs aside for now. Did Chaos ever respond to you earlier?"
Cthulhu's soul shook its head in a very lifelike manner:
"Ah, what a pity..."
Hearing this, Gnaeus looked somewhat dejected:
"It seems... the price of becoming a demigod is far heavier than we imagined."
"..." Anaxa listened carefully to the words of the two souls.
Chaos... demigod...
If her memory served her correctly, not a single person among the contemporary Chrysos Heirs was named Chaos.
"Be optimistic, Gnaeus." The person resembling Cthulhu comforted:
"Since we have already sought him out, surely he won't let an old friend lose face completely?"
"Hah." Gnaeus's soul crossed his arms. "Let's hope our weight in his heart is equal to the entire world."
Seeing Anaxa staring at the empty space, Cthulhu could not help asking:
"Child of man, are you seeing that hallucination again?"
"I am." Anaxa nodded.
"It's still you and Gnaeus. You're discussing another person named Chaos, probably a companion of yours."
"Chaos?" Cthulhu thought for a moment and replied: "That name sounds terribly unfamiliar, too..."
"Forget it." Anaxa glanced sideways at Cthulhu.
"I have a rough idea."
"If I'm not mistaken, they aren't hallucinations at all, otherwise this powder could never have taken effect."
"Ah..." Cthulhu looked somewhat curious.
"If those truly are dead Soul Spirits,