Sir Awen gazed at the heart and said cautiously:
"I can't go any closer. The aura this heart gives off is already making my curse show faint signs of running wild. When we first found it, more than a dozen Night Doctors were gravely injured because their curses went out of control."
Lynn opened his eyes, and the heart's panel appeared before him.
[Ancient Fallen Heart] [True name]: ??? [Origin]: Unknown relic from before the ancient epochs [Authority]: Corruption [Curse]: ??? [Description]: Reliable accounts of its precise origins no longer exist. Legend has it that, in an unknown age hundreds of epochs ago, this broken heart fell from the chaotic body of an ancient, terrifying musician during a campaign to destroy him. Several epochs later, after being modified by a certain Disorderly Existence, it developed an awareness of its own. For hundreds of epochs, it was implanted into one body after another as bio-armor, fulfilling its duties as a guardian of the Dark World in an immortal form. In the early days of this epoch, he slumbered in the Dark World as the Broken Clown, until he was awakened in recent times... [Relationship]: Hostile [Usable]: Locked. [Ding! Congratulations on cataloging your second Authority-Level creation!]
As the System Notification rang in his ears,
Lynn finally confirmed the heart's identity.
That was right.
This was that Clown-the terrifying authority that could deepen curses and throw them into turmoil. This was the Clown's authority itself.
"Hello, Lynn."
The beating heart actually spoke in a deep voice, instantly putting the surrounding Night Doctors on guard and making their scalps prickle.
Clearly, this was the first time the heart had spoken since being unearthed.
Nothing like this had happened during their earlier examinations of the heart. His consciousness still existed.
That Clown! He