Chapter 18: Curses and Sacrifices [2]

Everything seemed to freeze in that moment. The words stood out in front of him, black ink against slightly yellowed pages, seeming to pulsate in his vision. For a moment, Luke forgot to breathe.

The owner of this house didn't look that old when Luke had caught a glimpse of him back at the Church. Instead, the person seemed to be in his early or mid-thirties. If this information in the entry happened years ago, then there should be no mistake.

The Otherworlder Guardian that this person was talking about in this entry... should be one of Luke's Guardians.

He leaned back in his seat for a moment and gazed up at the ceiling. He didn't know what to make of this newfound information. He figured it must have been a misunderstanding, but that was usually the life of Otherworlder Summoners and Guardians. Even if it wasn't really their fault, people would still blame them. That was their fate.