Jackal Among Snakes

Chapter 538

‘Doctor Raven’ was a shallow imitation of the man that Argrave recalled seeing in Erlebnis’ realm when he had absorbed the knowledge from the book in the Archives. Tall with natural gray hair, pale skin, and an ever-stoic demeanor, he examined Sophia twice a week to track what was occurring within her body magically and physically. He kept track of her health just as much as the magical phenomenon within.

Sophia obediently underwent examination without so much as a peep. When it was done, some of her caretakers took her aside that they might speak to the Alchemist in private.

The Alchemist stayed in his human form, his eyes gray emotionless slates. “Sophia has never been healthier. And so long as she draws breath, she always will be healthy. Her health is instinctual. Hause was right—creation, if not life itself, springs within her being. Her soul and her power are interlinked so completely as to be indistinguishable from one another. Thus far, it sustains her, keeps her safe. But it can do much more than that.”

“What does that mean for her?” Argrave asked, sitting on a chair backward while resting his arms on its back.

The Alchemist held out his hand. It split, and plants budded upward as demonstration. “If she wishes, and if she gains mastery over it, Sophia could create life. You’ve experienced it yourself—you were subject to her, and with instinct alone, she used your flesh to birth you anew.”

Argrave narrowed his eyes. “Used my flesh? That’s hardly ‘anew.’”

“The point remains. That which she touches, she can give life to. If she had a dead body before her, she could create a soul to fill it. She could change the body of another to match what she wanted. And indeed—if she learned how, she could change the memories, sentiments, and thoughts that you hold.” He gestured at Argrave. “I’ve analyzed your body. I don’t see any fundamental changes in you. Still, Sophia’s power might be subtler than anything I might see.

“The Heralds used Sophia’s power, imprisoning her within a pocket realm that was so distorted it mirrored itself in the real world.” The Alchemist held out his hands and waved to all three of them present. “We have the opportunity to do the same.”

“The Heralds were quite literally pulling her soul apart,” Argrave said coldly, rising to his feet.

The Alchemist tilted his head. His human features seemed to grow more monstrous by the second. “Did she seem pained by this?”

ripped apart so. Still, he couldn’t help but feel that the idea was wrong—monstrous, even. It was pulling apart

the Alchemist dismissed. “We cannot do what the Heralds did. I never saw it, nor have I any idea how to

to explore this unknown. Hell, it’s the entire purpose of this project,” Argrave said, stepping forth. “But how

of opportunity to discover where he came from. Once

“I don’t know.”

don’t know, that’s why I’m going to tell you,” the Alchemist said, annoyed at having been interrupted. “Sophia’s creation can surpass everything. It is quite literally beyond dimensionality. She and all of those people, yourself included, existed in a pocket

other cycles, nor how Sophia will actually play her role. But my working theory is this; once we know where Gerechtigkeit is, to actually chase and destroy him, Sophia must create a person where he is, that they might destroy him.” He set the notebook down. “In practical terms, Sophia would recreate your flesh

endlessly fascinated, but Argrave nodded. “So, atomic teleportation, that sort of thing? Deconstruct me in one place, transfer me, then reconstruct me

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so.” The Alchemist stepped away. “There are two ways I’ve thought of doing this. The first would be relying upon Hause. She could unlock Sophia’s dormant potential, allowing her full access to the latent power of creation. I’m sure I needn’t say how devastating that could be in the hands of a seven-year-old girl. She could quite literally

Argrave and said confidently, “That seems unideal. Then the

the snare the Heralds had

you were just being an ass when you said Sophia might need

his head. “In all likelihood, she is the anchor that recreates Gerechtigkeit.

does that have to be

this project are mere conjecture. But I do know this; she must learn. Anneliese—your [Truesight] gives you an innate advantage in this, but I suggest you work with

what’s our end goal?” Argrave asked, feeling a

Alchemist looked back. “I don’t know. I’ve never known. Yet still I

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