Novel & Cerita Scroll Of Amnesia Diablo 4

Xerxes couldn’t accept this one bit. Then, they heard someone else say, “Grand Preceptor, the Pool of Forgotten Love seems unclean now. During the process, it might also wash away normal memories or even cause amnesia. The person wouldn’t even remember who they are.” The Grand Preceptor answered, “That’s fine. Amnesia would be the best anyway.” He paused and said, “There’s a servant that followed, right? Bath him too.” Alex shuddered. ‘I’m the so-called servant!’

Then, with a sigh, it opened. Inside, dust hung so thick that every breath tasted of endings. The darkness pressed in, as if resentful of being disturbed. Saphira lingered at the threshold, arms folded, eyes shadowed. “Elara,” she called, “that’s not magic. That’s memory made flesh.” Elara didn’t hesitate. She stepped into the circle, boots sinking into centuries of silence. In the center was a single scroll, coiled tight as a serpent, ringed by black ash and the last hope of a forgotten age.

At its center rests a stone pedestal—and atop it, a scroll bound in silver thread. The air feels heavy. Sacred. I don’t like it. “Sofia,” I warn. But she’s already stepping forward. Sofia The title burns into my vision before I even touch it. The Last Luna. My hands shake as I lift the scroll. The moment my fingers brush the parchment, it glows—soft at first, then blindingly bright. The ruins answer. The bond surges. The light wraps around me like recognition, like acceptance. Like inheritance.

Mysterious said and Ramon widened his eyes and he stood struggling. " OK fine what do you want? " Ramon asked and mysterious smirked and he freed Ramon frown his grip and Ramon went to sit down on the sofa before him and Mysterious grinned evily while staring at Ramon. " Don't think of doing anything stupid, This place is sealed and vampires are waiting to attack anytime to try to act wise but you are foolish, I want the scroll and I want the real scroll but you can do a replica while I take the real scroll, Don't dare me " Mysterious said and Ramon gasped.

Inside lay a scroll bound in blackened leather and a shard of crystal glowing faintly with crimson fire. The crystal pulsed like a heartbeat, its glow sinking into my skin when I dared to touch it. Pain and power seared through me, visions flashing so fast I could barely make sense of them—wolves kneeling before a woman crowned in flame, a battlefield soaked in blood, and a man with eyes like shadow watching from the edge. My knees nearly gave way, but I forced myself upright, clutching the shard as if it were the only tether to my reality. Damian’s voice echoed in my memory, his rejection and regret colliding with this legacy I had never asked for.

“You opened it?” The man shook his head. “I wouldn’t dare. It bears the scent of blood… and something older.” Damion took the scroll, breaking the seal with a sharp crack. The sound echoed through the hall like a warning. The parchment was stained, its writing jagged and crimson. The scent of iron and ash rose from it. Damion’s eyes scanned the page. Then they froze. His shoulders stiffened, his breathing slowed the silence in the room deepened until even the wind outside seemed to hold its breath.

“See? If she truly loved you, would she have let you vanish from her memory? She forgot you because she never loved you to begin with.” Rage flashed in Dixal’s eyes. If he could, he would have beaten his friend senseless. But Lemuel was the only one he could confide in, so all he could manage was a glare sharp enough to wound. “She’s just pretending—so I won’t bring up the fifty million. And even if she really does have amnesia, I’ll make her remember me. I’ve waited seven years. Now that I’ve found her again, I won’t give up so easily. I’ll make sure she remembers who I am,” he vowed through gritted teeth.

Just as I was about to turn and leave, Elisa suddenly shouted, "Leno, you're finally awake!" He lay in Elisa's arms, confused as he looked at the people around him. He struggled to sit up and asked, "Who are you?" When he turned his head and saw me, his gaze lit up instantly. "Flora Hall!" Leno was then taken back to the hospital for further examination. "The excessive dosage of wolfsbane has damaged Alpha Leno's brain and nerves, causing temporary amnesia. His memory has regressed to 15 years ago," a healer said.

"Look at you, all eager to please. You didn't even offer anything in return. Why would she help you out?" He then handed me a card. "I'm Daniel Jenkins. Here's a little something for our first meeting. ZenWave's beauty clinics are all part of my family business. With this card, you can enjoy unlimited visits." ZenWave was a well-known, high-end beauty clinic chain. A single visit there could cost tens of thousands of dollars. This gift was too generous. I didn't take the card, but Leon snatched it from Daniel's hand and stuffed it into mine.

At the thought, Amie clutched the scrolls to her chest as if she had come across a great treasure before looking through them again in a trance… … It was afternoon by the time Darryl had woken up in the Sunflower Secret Realm.