Chapter 25: Return
Astrael’s jaw dropped
His eyes scanned the description again, word by word, just to make sure he wasn’t misreading it.
It would be a lie to say he wasn’t surprised. He had known, from the moment the system pinged with the skill notification, that it would be powerful.
But this?
This wasn’t just powerful.
It was monstrous. Blood recovery... power scaling with pain...
It was the kind of skill veterans would kill for. Mostly masochistic people. But then his eyes landed on the last line.
"Memory loss."
His expression shifted. The idea of losing pieces of himself, of not remembering what he’d done, or who he’d become, or forgetting about his loved ones, that disturbed him more than any pain.
He already had a gap in his memory. From the moment the goblin horde closed in... to standing over Gorthak’s corpse.
"Memory loss..." Astrael repeated under his breath, frowning. But what choice did he have?