Heroist
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— All of this sounds like utter nonsense. But let’s not pretend, the story is actually quite beautiful, and it sounds convincing, considering what I’ve seen. I might even have believed it if not for one big “but”...
He looked Klin прямо in the eyes and spoke with unexpected anger and bitterness in his voice.
— I distinctly remember dying. I distinctly remember how this thing was shoved into my chest, right up to the hilt, — he points to the knife, — I remember lying there, vomiting bloody mess from my lungs. And those bastards probably just did it for fun. And then what? I wake up here, and what do I see? No sign of any wounds, just a feeling like I was pumped full of some kind of crap. And, most interestingly, my idiot brother, who stabbed me, is also here. — he now points to the skull. — But for some reason, it turns out that I am quite alive, and he is dead as a doornail. I know about resurrection magic, I’ve even done something similar myself, but you didn’t say a word about it, you only talked about summoning. So, how do you explain that, huh?
—As you say, “nonsense” is easily disproven; all you need to do is take a short walk around the city. You can, of course, still say that it’s all an illusion or mind magic, but then I won’t be able to convince you of anything. As for your, uh, situation with your brother... I can ask the imperial physician about your health, but I assure you, we know nothing about any “death” or any information from your world. I believe your transition may have taken a “post-mortem” form. This fits well with my previous arguments. I hope you are familiar with the concept of the afterlife? Perhaps you were lucky enough to find one due to your merits. As for your dear brother... probably his path led in a different direction.
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