Chapter 361. The Difference (2)
Until that moment, Caron had thought the violet figure before him was simply a version of himself from the future. But the instant the talk of previous lives came up, he realized—this thing wasn't him at all. It was something fundamentally different.
"Do you know who Cain Latorre is?" Caron asked.
The violet Caron frowned deeply, his expression twisting with confusion as he asked, "Who the hell is that supposed to be?"
Caron wondered if it was an act or if the violet Caron truly didn't know. But he came to a conclusion that there was no way he was pretending. The look in his eyes when he glanced at Halo made that clear enough.
Caron would never look at Halo with unease, not with that subtle fear.
"If I'd known things would turn out like this," the violet Caron said dryly, "I would've treated my grandfather with a little less formality."
The tone was teasing, but his face carried a faint trace of melancholy. Even after embracing malice itself, some fragment of humanity still lingered in him.
"How many times have you been reincarnated?" Caron asked quietly.
The violet Caron narrowed his eyes and answere, "That's a strange question. Haven't you regained your past memories by now?"
"Answer me," Caron pressed.
"The reincarnation of Rael Leston," the other replied smoothly. "That's what we are."
"And what about Cain Latorre?" Caron asked.