I Became a Ruined Character in a Dark Fantasy

"If that's what this voice is called, yes, I can hear it," Seren answered dazedly, then slowly turned her head to Lucia. "It's a bit unclear, like a sound echoing in a cave, but I can hear it."

"How in the world..." Lucia let out a quiet, astonished gasp.

At that moment, a soft laugh echoed in their minds.

—It seems she's picking up the reverberation reflected by your chaos, my friend. Like an echo, you could say.

As the whisper continued, Lucia and Seren both turned their eyes back to Ian—more precisely, to Yog perched on his shoulder.

—Fascinating. I didn't expect this myself.

So now I'm a transmitter, huh?

Ian gave a short, dry laugh. Whatever it was, it was clearly a side effect of his chaos seeping into Seren's stigmata.

"That snake—Yog, was it? What exactly is it?" Seren's hesitant voice trembled slightly.

Meeting her wide, unblinking gaze—almost like a monster's—Ian shrugged slightly. "My familiar. As you can see."

"A familiar?"