The Faceless Dream
"Let me narrow it down for you," the formless entity said, "White hair, gold eyes–anybody like that?"
The moment that was said, he found the memory stirred up of his encounter with the odd, beautiful woman amidst the night in Elsia before.
"Yeah…I recall meeting a woman with those features. She…was intimidating," he answered.
"Ha-ha," the entity laughed, "That sounds about right."
"You know who that was?"
"Mm. It's a bit complicated, but just think of that woman as a force of nature. Right now, she's got her eye on you. If she deems you to be a danger to the stability of the world, well…" The enigmatic entity made a motion with his finger across his neck.
"Gk…" He winced at the thought, "Why me…? What'd I do?"
"Who knows. I'm sure you can figure that out for yourself. Either way, just try not to cause too much trouble and she probably won't kill you," the entity casually told him.
"Probably?" Emilio repeated.