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Chapter 266 - Dreamscape
🕑 Added 2025-11-19 20:10:19 +0000 UTCShe and Zhuan spent three more days together in the mountains. On the third evening, Mirian felt something change as she was speaking to a scimitar lion. It was like when she’d been practicing Eskanar. For a time, she’d been able to muddle through conversations. Then something had clicked, and she was thinking in Eskanar. As her thoughts touched the scimitar lion’s aura, she felt a better understanding of what it wanted, how it saw her. It was nothing fundamentally new—she’d been speaking to myrvites for years now—but it felt different. She couldn’t explain it.
When she slept, she moved around the dreamscape.
She found the Ominian, slowly striding across a vast forest. From the mountains, she knew that it was Akana Praediar, long before humans had ever touched the land.
These are Their memories, she knew. Traced and retraced. A way to remember this place. A way to hold on to what was lost. What will be lost. She flew across the dream. The Mausoleum was rooted in reality, but the other places weren’t. She wasn’t sure how that worked, but she didn’t need to understand the theory, just the rules. They were bound together in a spirit, and each soul within the construction was in contact with the Ominian.
She had a request, and she put it together without words or emotions, only what she knew of the arcane sigils. Communication required establishing common context; the scimitar lion understood raising young, understood hunting, understood hiding from predators. The Elder Gods understood none of that; she showed the Ominian concrete physical events: moonfall. The measurements of the temporal anchors. The kind of stone found in the Endelice. Once she had that, she showed the Ominian the movement of time she needed in glyphs, showed Them the spirit construct in runic approximations.
At first, there was no movement. Then, the giant God stirred. Their body appeared humanoid, but sometimes as it moved, she could see the pieces of it hidden by a trick of the dimensions, vast pieces of twisted stone and unblinking eye-like whorls, twisted wings of dark crystal, and limbs that twisted at odd angles.
The Ominian raised a hand, and for a moment, Mirian could see parts of Them in a layer she couldn’t normally perceive. It was maddening, that glimpse. It was like she was almost touching a new understanding of how the world was assembled, only for the pictures to dissolve into fog as she reached out. It was like realizing the ground she stood on wasn’t solid, but contained more of the void than anything real.
In an instant, the world around them transformed. Now she looked at Akana Praediar as it was now. The western mountain peaks worn down, the forests replaced by endless farmland. There were no people, was no movement—it was a memory, not a reflection of reality—but it was a fixed moment in time.
Mirian gaped at the Elder God.
It had worked. She’d made herself understood—without the translation of Eyeball or Conductor.
She tried to push her thanks through runes, but the God was motionless.
Mirian stepped through the dream into the Mausoleum.
Two shadows, the souls looking like the folds of cloth, the faces blank, were already waiting for her at the foot of the colossal figure of the Ominian.
“What happened?” thought one of the souls. Xecatl, she knew.
“I think… I think I got the Ominian to make the dream linear,” Mirian thought back to both her and the second soul, Jherica.
Another shadow appeared in the room, then another, then another. Liuan, Ibrahim, and then Gabriel. Last, Zhuan appeared.
“The dreamscape shifted. And you’re all here,” Ibrahim thought, surprised. “What happened?”
“Time is linear in the Mausoleum, now,” Mirian thought. “We can now meet any night we please.” That would give them a powerful tool for coordination. Instant communication each night.
“Amazing!” Jherica thought. “Does this mean… is there a way to communicate with the previous Prophets? Can you tell Them to move us back to the First? But then what if we changed what the First Prophet did? Could we even do it? If we could, what would that do to our branch of time…?”
“I don’t know,” Mirian replied. Could she? Would the Ominian listen? How did that play into the Pact? And what would happen to their portion of the fields of time if something a thousand years ago changed? Would they be erased, or would they be like a branch cut from a tree, unmoored from history?
“It can help us do something else, in the meantime,” Xecatl thought. “Scebur doesn’t have a violet focus, but they must be somewhere in the dream when we sleep. We can hunt them down and take a measure of their soul.”
If she’d had a body, Mirian would have straightened in shock. “Spread out in the dream. Check in here every so often. If I can get a look at their soul, I can create a divination spell that targets a unique current or feature.” That would involve a tri-bound sequence that mixed runes and glyphs.
The souls of the Prophets began to vanish as they spread out.
Mirian flitted through the dream. The memories of places had all changed to represent the present; the Ominian hadn’t quite understood that she just needed the Mausoleum in linear time. Or perhaps they couldn’t have one without the other. It seemed the Ominian walked all of known Enteria, though, which meant there was a lot of ground to cover. Even flying through the dream faster than what supreme levitation could manage in reality, there were so many places to check. But they wouldn’t get a better opportunity for an ambush.
She shifted back and forth between the Mausoleum and the dreams. Xecatl returned as she did. “Nothing in that place of creeping dread, and I did a quick pass over the archipelago. I’ll try to cover Tlaxhuaco,” she said. “Perhaps they’ve been using the dream to scout it out.”
Mirian left to look across Baracuel. Using that logic, Scebur also might be scouting out Torrviol. Except, it wasn’t quite Torrviol that she returned to, but a place where the Labyrinth had blistered up and myrvites stalked through old mismatched ruins. Not quite the present, then. She returned twice more, checking in with Ibrahim first, then Jherica, who was looking along the Akanan coast.
Mirian rushed through the more symbolic places of the dream next; the sea where it rained anchors, wove around through the grove where mushrooms grew into storms and volcanoes into trees, out into the void where the wall of fire veiled the stars, always growing but never arriving. She returned to the Mausoleum, finding Ibrahim again, then Xecatl twice more, then Zhuan.
“Has Gabriel or Liuan checked in?” Zhuan asked.
“No. I was about to ask the same. Maybe Jherica has seen one of them. I can wait for them.”
Zhuan gave her affirmation. She had the most practice with the violet focuses, and found it easy enough to rapidly move around the dream.
As Mirian waited, she quickly grew impatient. She hated standing around feeling useless. It felt like hours passed, though it was probably only a few dozen minutes.
Finally, Gabriel appeared. “Liuan says she found Scebur. She woke herself up to go after her.”
“What!?”
A soul couldn’t exactly shrug, but Gabriel sent his best impression of one.
“Where are they?”
“The dream isn’t exactly going to tell us that. She said something about a soul-pattern she recognized.”
“She shouldn’t go after them alone.”
“She’s not. The archmages and Sorcerer Elite are on her side this cycle, remember?”
“I can fly there. In two days—no, I think I could do it in one if I pushed myself.”
“Right, drain all your mana and then burst into a delicate political situation, helping locate someone you don’t know and wouldn’t recognize. Brilliant.”
Mirian sent the feeling of a scowl at him.
“We all have the things we’re good at, remember? Liuan can handle herself. Maybe she can even get them to talk.”
If Scebur wasn’t a fool, they could remove themself from the loop in an instant. A wand of fireball could also do the trick, as Celen had proven. Then, they’d have time to recover and plan. They’d set about causing more chaos that made them difficult to detect. Mirian didn’t care if they talked. Their actions—refusal to talk, attacking Tlaxhuaco, encouraging the war to escalate—they had already spoken loud enough. What she wanted was to remove them from the loop entirely.
And yet, that would reveal a capability she was still keeping hidden.
Liuan had access to the RID. Scebur could be cursed into incapacitation. And if that didn’t take, that was valuable information to know.
“If she lets Scebur escape, I’m going to overturn every rock in Akana until I find them. This has gone on long enough.”
“Probably the smart move,” Gabriel replied. He looked around the Mausoleum. “Right, this place has always creeped me out. Don’t think there’s much more point in staying. Nice work, by the way.” Then he vanished.
Mirian stayed for a bit longer, relaying what had happened to the others. Then she forced herself awake. There was work to be done.
***
Mirian was already pacing back and forth by the time Zhuan woke up.
“Gabriel thinks I should stay in Baracuel,” she said instead of ‘good morning.’
Zhuan rubbed the sleep from her eyes, blinked a few times, then grunted something unintelligible in Gulwenen.
“If Liuan fails, though… it’s far easier to disrupt a timeline than to get it to serve a purpose. Liuan likes her independence too much. And yes, I know that’s probably rich, coming from me, but it’s true.”
Zhuan began rummaging in her pack. “Gabriel thinks highly of the control of information. Liuan thinks highly of the control of faith. Both have the imperial mindset. Such a way of thinking is rigid. It demands a reinforcement of hierarchies that—who is that?”
Mirian felt the presence behind her even as Zhuan spoke and whirled. She caught sight of the jawless man for just a moment. The morning light didn’t reflect properly off the metal woven into his flesh. Then he vanished. She didn’t bother casting her divination spells this time. They wouldn’t catch him.
“I don’t know. He’s been appearing briefly. I’ve seen him in the Labyrinth, in the Mausoleum in the dreamscape, and it’s the same presence I felt in other moments. I think the first time he appeared, it was because Jherica said the true name of the Ominian, but there’s something else that gets his attention. Certain types of magic, perhaps.”
“The true name…?”
“DIVITRIUS,” Mirian said. The word had power to it; she could feel it in the air as she spoke. She looked around for the jawless figure to appear again, but he didn’t.
“This is… concerning. You didn’t mention this to the Council.”
“The Council already thinks I’m cracked in the head.”
“Yes, that’s true, but insanity can only be defined relative to normality. Circumstance causes behavior. The normal feedback loops of social regulation are not present. Insanity is an inevitable consequence of the loop.”
Mirian chuckled. “Not one for coddling, are you?”
Zhuan nodded. She got some tea out of her pack, then started casting spells to pull water from the air, heat it, then pass it through the tea and into a mug she had waiting. “My father was treated as an infant by his Akanan boss in the workshop. The Akanan man wanted an obedient child. Outbursts of anger at poor pay and worse working conditions were met with paternalistic disdain. But we are human, worthy of autonomy and dignity. When treated a certain way, we either conform to that vision of who we are, or rebel. This is why you need to investigate the people of your cities, Mirian. Look for the currents of discontent flowing beneath the surface. Feel the resentment as it saturates the air, waiting to become a storm. Then you will be ready to call down true lightning.”
She sipped her tea.
Mirian went back to pacing.
“Will five minutes determine if Scebur gets captured or not?”
Mirian snorted. “Probably not.”
“Then I will enjoy my tea. And you may do whatever you please in the meantime.”
Mirian looked at Zhuan. Wisdom is not a revelation, but a practice, she remembered. She moved next to Zhuan and crossed her legs, floating in the air. She observed how the shadows of the Casnevar Mountains stretched across the western farmlands, and how the morning light brightened. She took note of the way the light glimmered off the snow of the peaks.
Zhuan finished her tea, then smiled. “I would like to observe Akana Praediar. Much can be inferred by walking down the street, reading a few newspapers, and seeing what a local factory is producing. You’ve taught me what you know, and I’d like to repay the favor. Besides, I need to practice with illusions and work on my accent when speaking Eskanar.”
Mirian smiled. “I hear you like flying fast,” she said, and offered out her hand.
Zhuan took it, and soon enough, they were streaming just below the low clouds, leaving behind spirals and whirls in the falling snow.
***
That night, they took two rooms in an inconspicuous inn near Vadriach University, using illusions to disguise themselves as Akanans. Liuan hadn’t stopped the assassination of the prime minister. Nor, as far as Mirian could tell, had she quashed the rumors of the magical eruptions being a sinister Baracueli plot.
As soon as she fell asleep though, she and Zhuan were greeted by two souls waiting for her in the Mausoleum. One she recognized, the other she didn’t. The soul was tattered and darkened, the currents disheveled, and the surface withered.
“Mirian, Zhuan” Jherica’s soul said. “I’d like you to meet someone I consider a friend. This is Celen.”
Mirian took a step back in surprise. She hadn’t even considered—but of course. Even though the temporal anchors went somewhere when a Prophet died, the soul was still linked in the spirit-construct. Celen had spent most of his time between deaths wandering the dream.
And what does that do to a man? she wondered, but didn’t project the thought out.
“His soul needs healing,” she said.
Jherica projected a thought of agreement. “I told him Sulvorath—Troytin is gone. That we’re working together now. He can’t speak here, of course, not until he’s had practice, but I think he’s agreed. I still feel his despair and pain, but it’s lessened.”
“All these years…” she thought.
“Only a few days for him, I think. At least, in the waking world. He’s been living in the dream. I’ve been trying to catch him up—gently. He has a good heart. Well, I didn’t know him long before… you know.”
Mirian had mixed feelings about Celen. She’d stopped thinking about him, mostly. But when she did think about him, she thought he was a coward. He’d abdicated his responsibility. Hidden from his duty as Prophet.
She hid those feelings, letting them swirl inside her rather than project out. Communicating her contempt for him would do little. And perhaps, like Jherica, he could become useful. After all, every soul that could remember time between apocalypses was valuable.
She hesitated, not sure what to say. What did one say to a person they despised, but needed?
Then Liuan’s soul appeared.
“Scebur is eliminated. Cursed into incapacitation. I’ll begin searching the country for the comatose body as soon as the next cycle starts.”
Mirian turned and looked at Zhuan, then back to Liuan.
That had not been how she’d expected events to play out.
Comments
Samuel Sever
tftc
UraniumPhoenix
Fixed, thanks.
AlecL
Great observations. Makes me think this cycle is really reinforcing who the prophets are (on a deep level) when they’re alone. Many of the characteristics you’re describing were present in Miriam from the very first chapter and the cycle has only entrenched them.
Rico Anthony
“Time in linear in the Mausoleum, now,” is linear in?
A.Irsigler
Mirian from an outside perspective is terrifying, and not in a "badass" way - but as someone who grows more deranged, less human and more powerful each cycle. Someone who is hording knowledge and lording power over the other prophets. Till Zhuan made the effort it was just really heartbreaking how Miriam slowly fell apart - Gabriel clearly has the emotional intelligence to see whats happening with Miriam, but he is scared of her and Miriam doesnt respect him enough to value his insights. She does with Zhuan. Zhuan is an archmage of her own, clearly intelligent and very cerebral in her own way. Also strong minded with strong opinions (go read my goshdarn books already!) - and makes an effort to reach out to mirian. No wonder readers become attached to her. Miriam is at some level aware that the other prophets feel alienated by her - but she is so goshdarn lonely and burnt out from the burden of the task, she (along with her general disposition) doubles down on what is in her own comfort zone. Esoteric magics, mathematical problems and a love for Enteria. And yeah - her being a prophet and being as lonely as she is, is clearly taking its toll on her. She is suffering herself to the point she has a hard time mustering the empathy for someone being a victim of a psychopath and driven to suicide. All she can see is someone not suffering as much for Enteria/the task at hand as she is (presumably) - and it makes her lash out. Clear signs that she is hurting, and hurting bad. Zhuan to the rescue, really. I hope Zhuan can move Ibrahim (who is... particular, but has great insight when he puts his mind to it) and Gabriel (who... has the right idea about enjoying the time given to them, to some degree) to shove Miriam onto a better, more self-caring path.
Mr NerfGun
If mind control on that level is even possible, I doubt; first that it isn't visible to Mirian, and second that it could be done so fast.
BlastYoBoots
“Okay, here are the most delicious varieties of wine I’ve found through the loops—“ (I’m kidding of course.)
BlastYoBoots
Hm? But they already have/are/will wandered/wandering/wander those natural place-times. Humans and their silly commitment to thinking in linear time… (cue laugh from Eyeball now/then/eventually).
Gopard
I think we also really REALLY get another point on the whole "Miriam Mental state situation" here... Her Reaction to Celen? "He went into forever Suicide such a coward fuck I DESPISE him, now how to you best go about using someone you despise hmm...?" This was such a tell... like fuck man, I think Liuan was well justified in all her suspicions and shit lol Miriam might detach from "mortal life" enough to now eventually after seeing the "Normies" as "almost lesser beings who she can't be bothered to care about" to then feeling this way about Celen... Then whatever Prophet isn't "helping actively enough with the CORRECT (Miriams) plan to save Enteria and then all the other prophets potentially? Unless Zhuan pulls her back somehow who I think has easily become my favourite character. But I definitely agree about the Liuan situation I mean Akana Praedir was SO PERFECT for so many different ways to "reform it" you could go the hardcore intelligence/Church combination route even taking over/controlling the Industry titans and other rich people by controlling all information and the RID and Church... You can go the hardcore Oligarch way cooperate with mostly the rich bastard industrialists and get them to dance to your tune making them think "helping the time traveler is surely profitable she knows everything after all" or something like that... Or a mix of those an "control of the general elite get them onboard and control the country like that" or there is the hardcore Populist route... Go to the president tell him "I'm a Prophet These big groups in RID, Senate and the Elite Oligarchs want you dead let me help you against them and in return believe me on this we need A, B and C to save the planet" and then with the president (thus control of the masses and legitimacy) and control over the remains of the gutted RID (after you use the assassination attempt to purge RID and Army of the conspirators) and control over the chruch do a de facto socialist revolution deseat the Elites and focus all in on leading Akana Praedir to building the (Whatever Miriam comes up with wether its first a Massive Regulator or a space craft/Air ship for Luamin/Divir Moons) But now I worry we will soon see Liuan more like killed/or branded as the enemy before any of that plot potential can happen. I think the main reason why Liuan wasn't at all further developed is because the Scebur situation either She or Scebur is simply "set up as the antagonist" by the author and they didn't want to reveal to much too us readers for this final showdown I would guess. Still I think earlier POVs maybe just her wrangling the Church in Akana Praedir, or searching for the Relics, or reacting to Miriam doing insane Miriam stuff or her reaction to the gates or her attempts to try to get the Industrialists to work for the Saving of the world or so on...
Parker Groseclose
A lot of comment about Liuan being Scebur, I personally think she got beaten by Scebur and is currently being mind controlled.
Keifru
Yanno, if not Liuan quickly finding a scapegoat- it could also simply be Liuan has been a mastermind who another person (Scebur) and Troyten reported to. She could be the lynchpin that put the other guy in the forever curse, and one of the reasons she's been biding time is that guy *wasnt supposed to be cured*. So she's been making new plans/reassessing the threat of Mirian and figuring out a way to take her out of the picture. It could be there was another unknown prophet which Liuan sacrificed figuring out how to remove the device and explaining where the 2nd prong came from. Which is still up in the air- unless it comes into play "other side of the planet" nations as a curveball on the whole situation.
A.Irsigler
Agree with the rest of the readers here - Scebur feels like a Liuan play for Liuan to explore radically different approaches towards the other Prophets. If she needs to test the might of the other prophets/Mirian she just "dies" for Scebur to "take the rains". On the other hand for any of that to really matter Liuan needs a way to permanently deal with Mirian/a Prophet. Maybe she found an Artifact or thinks Artifacts can remove Prophets from the loops. She saw it happen to Troitin - and that has to keep someone like Liuan up at night. On that note - I wish the other prophets, especially Liuan would be a bit more distinctive as characters? Zhuan has gotten a lot more screentime with Mirian and it has been fantastic, Gabriel did beforehand as did Ibrahim. But Mirian seems to be strangly apprehensive about digging a bit more into Liuan... which, admittedly is on brand for Mirian. Shes does not engage problems on the people level, at all. Divitrius on the other hand? The name seems to break towards Divine/Divinity, Detriment and/or detritus which is a shattered off part of something, a fragment. So maybe something along the lines of "a fragment of divinty"? The silver machinery he is hooked up with seems to indicate old "human" tech from the spacefaring age. Maybe a surviving human from way back when? Or a part of the ruling class that floated the moon upwards striving for divinity, and now cought in a sort of half-dead/half divine state? Who knows! the author, probably. x)
FuriousDee
It wasn't exactly casual but it was impressive.
chumponimys
Making the dream linear is such a cool plot progression!! Both a demonstration of what a monster Mirian is now (just casually sharing thought streams with and being understood/acknowledged by The Ominian) but also having so many cool repercussions! Zephyr falcons at the start of the loops are no longer needed. Collaboration between loopers will be way easier. It'll probably be a lot harder to hide things when ppl are asking for and giving more frequent updates. And our poor little lost looper finally gets returned to the fold!! Jherica isn't the most junior of them all anymore (in terms of ability + loop experience). I bet that'll feel good for them--to help another go through what they just went through in trying to get caught up.
Gopard
Fully agree something IS off... and then why isn't Gabriel revealing what ever his investigation brought up in the "Scebur loop"? I could also see a completely different outcome: Gabriel as we know beliefs still in the 'balance of power' so what if he actually clocked scebur in that last loop then investigated his normal actions in the loops till now to help Liuan catch him in the grand reveal proving both of their usefulness and gaining at least some leverage against "Fuck Miriam is just solving every problem by herself" and then when Miriam promptly pulled the "talking to infitely powerful Divine Daddy" card to deal with Scebur he quickly gave Liuan the Infos to get rid of Scebur.
Mr NerfGun
I feel bad for the Ominian, They now have to wander the dessecrated Entaria instead of their beloved nature.
Charles Simon
I agree Scebur is definitely Liuan but I don’t think Gabriel blabbed. She just needs to find an excuse for why they can’t find Scebur in the dream. At some point Liuan is going to backstab Miriam and Gabriel will step into to save her as he will have been tracking Liuan’s moves
Josiah
Yeah I called that. Liuan was using the whole "Scebur" thing to make herself seem more important to the prophets right after being dismissed and disrespected in the last meeting. Real convenient that immediately after the meeting, Scebur becomes a real problem and can magically take over all of Akana right under Liuan's nose, making Liuan very important to stopping the invasion and gaining leverage over the other prophets to achieve her political aims. Gabriel found her out and told her he knew. Considering how much she hates Tlaxhuaco, she's definitely behind those Scebur attacks too. Only thing I'm disappointed about is there doesn't seem to be any prophets on the other side of the world. Although they never went past the storm wall in the dream so maybe there's still a chance. Bit weird they're not curious about what's over there and can get there so easily in the dream.
Enthernal
Or so they can help in the next cycles to track them down. Depending on the starting conditions and who he is, he might receive aid if someone else finds him.
Enthernal
Good point. For what it's worth, in one of the late 190's chapters, Mirian had tought she should see if there was a way to prevent the hole from being visible to soul sight. It was never mentioned after, but it's assumable it would be a high priority for a prophet trying to lay low.
Enthernal
An easier sense-check, Sceburs soul should still be in the dream if even Celens is after he's dead.
That_guy
Sus
Enthernal
Finally some development! Not what we expected, which is why I love this story so. I'm also pleased to see Mirian finally take scebur serious now that there's a reliable way to track him/her down. As for the end, very suspicious. I hope we'll see some rapid development in the following chapters. For one Liuan, if she's speaking the truth, should (be made to) reveal who scebur was, and even better, show them where he is in the dream. That way they can confirm it's actually a 9th prophet (still) in the loop. If she doesn't it would be very suspicious if she doesn't. An other possibility, what if Liuan sees Celen and goes "what is Scebur doing here?". That'd be some first rate drama. If Liuan is right, then was Celen acting alone and Jherico just happened to find him after being cursed and drew the wrong conclusions? Or is he actively corroborating with Scebur? It's one of the options I've been thinking that is likely and would make sense why they're opposing Liuan and probing Mirian. They were both "cursed" (in a way, if you have to resort to commit suicide repeatedly, that'd count) and might assume/know Liuan was aiding Troytin. It would explain why Scebur focused on Liuan and ignored the weaker Jherico. It would also explain why they want to just probe Mirian if they've come suspect she's the one that took Troytin out of the loop. They have no reason to go after her, she helped Jherico after all, but would be very wary of her. If Liuan is lying, it'd be a genius play to cover up not having a name/soul to show. It'd cause distrust among the prophets at the least. It'd also be very suspicious Gabriel is the messenger then, as well as him being absent now...
Armo
I have to agree, Liuan is way too sus. This reeks of an emergency manoeuvre to cover her tracks after Mirian pulls the ‘I can and will actually talk to the Ominian to solve this problem’ card. One way to sense-check this is: has Liuan actually called out the Sorcerer Elite and Archmages, or not? If she hasn’t and just said she had, that’s a serious point in the shenanigans column. I wonder what Celen’s deal is. Hope he helps Mirian uncover what’s going on. I’m slowly coming to the idea that Gabriel’s agenda is to neutralise the prophets. We’ve heard many times now how his ideology leans towards practical prevention of suffering and recognition of the value of the status quo. Ultimately, he might want to eliminate the most disruptive or dangerous prophets after the cycles are over with the fewest casualties. Whatever is going on with Scebur, eliminating Mirian seems to require Liuan and the armies of Akana Praedar, so he’s covering for them to prevent a collision that would remove one of his pieces prematurely. The issue with that plan is that Mirian can just become powerful enough to singlehandedly defeat Akana Praedar’s armies, even if the opposition remains fragmented. I wonder, also, what the Ominian is thinking. One of the little ants he’s been looking at successfully spelled out a full sentence. That’s gotta be notable.
Mr NerfGun
Since she is taken back in time, in a way, by being a tag along to the tree, the same might happen for the dreams.
Matthew
How did Liuan recognize a "soul pattern"? If she ever saw them with life sense then she would have seen the hole in their soul and known they were a Prophet.
Myr S.
how is Xecatl in the dreams? i thought there'd be a giant tree in a cloak or something, since doesnt she technically lack a prophet needle?
Zurko
Gabriel please share your wisdom!
Tanna
Also that test doesn't tell her all that much. It's only for maximum capacity under ideal conditions with a single spell. An assault shows how well Mirian can perform under pressure and over extended periods of time, what spells she uses and the capacity she casts each one at, her strategies in combat and as a military commander, etc.
Rodmin
That would actually be the biggest plot twist.
Gustav
DOUBT! Definitely reinforced my belief that Liun is Scebur. People were arguing that it wouldn't be her because she wouldn't have needed to measure Mirian's strength, but I think she does. She wouldn't believe Mirian to not be holding back in front of the other prophets.
zoarian
Being able to communicate with Ominian means Mirian grasps some ideas with a similar context to Elder Gods. It's so cool!
Cutbastra
MAN it just feels like Liuan is Scebur but at the same time its so obvious like surely not right? Or is it actually Celen? He all of a sudden decided to show up out of nowhere. But its reasonable, What is not however is Liuan suddenly finding scebur as soon as Mirian starts seriously investigating and rewrites the dreamscape so they can find him here too. And the way Gabriel seems to almost be hiding something until the right moment, or was cursed/mind altered to think something else. I FEEL SOMETHING IS OFF BUT I CANT PROVE IT. [Insert dexter meme]
Neptune
If Luian immediately knew who to head for, they should be able to share more information on who they are so another prophet can double check for a mark.
lenkite
Wonder whether Liuan was even "killed" in the last loop.
Tanna
Nothing suspicious about Liuan at all here. Totally.
Ace
yep
Faultedbeing
Celen was the one that commits suicide at the beginning of every loop right?
Ryan Hall
Yeah she's super sus. Like this happens almost immediately as they devise a way that they might find Scebur in the dreamscape. That's way too much of a coincidence for me
Clara
Would be pretty funny if everything is actually just exactly as it seems. Scebur was a bitch and got cursed, Celen is back, Liuan is being honest
Ethereal Sky Daddy
I am more convinced than ever that Liuan is Scebur.
Lamaschokolade
I don't know, I still think Liuan is suspicious. Like immediately "running of" to eliminate Scebur so she is the one doing it an nobody's is there to witness.
