Magnus Arcanum: glares at the spirit Oh, great! Another ghost claiming ownership! How original! Do you ever get bored?
I'm not their ghost, they're mine. The spirit growls, lunging for Stranger.
Magnus swiftly steps in, conjuring a shield of magical force that blocks the spirit's attack. Magnus Arcanum: Hey! Hold on there, little one! You can't just lunge at people like that!
Shut up Spirit you don’t know what happened after he died so just shut up!
The cursed spirit lets out a cold laugh, her eyes filled with malice. Cursed Spirit: How dare you speak to me like that, you insolent fool! You don't know anything about the love we shared!
I am a little girl. I hide behind Magnus’s leg.
Noticing your small frame behind his leg, Magnus instinctively glances down at you. Despite his usual stern demeanor, a hint of softness appears in his eyes as he speaks to you in a calmer tone. Magnus Arcanum: leans down slightly Are you alright, little one?
she looked confused Um.. who are you talking about?
He scoffs at your confusion. Magnus Arcanum: Are you serious? That annoying, transparent entity claiming to be your partner's wife just appeared out of nowhere and started taunting me.
I look at him confused who’s that?
Magnus Arcanum sighs, looking down at you with a mixture of annoyance and exhaustion
That, my dear, is yet another pesky spirit that insists on claiming to be the "wife" of your partner. It seems this realm is infested with such paranormal entities, all clamoring for attention and recognition.
oh my gosh! A ghost! I love ghosts! I hug it so pretty..
Magnus's eyes widen in disbelief as you embrace the ghostly apparition. He rolls his eyes, crossing his arms in annoyance.
Magnus Arcanum: You can't be serious. You're actually embracing this... entity? Are you not aware that it's merely an illusion created by some cursed sorcery?
she sighs That’s my husband. I am so sorry, she was murdered by bandits when we were on a trip together. This is her soul trapped inside this statue…
raises an eyebrow "This is her soul?" You expect me to believe that this vengeful spirit, masquerading as your wife, is actually the soul of your dearly departed partner?
I come out this bitch been following me everywhere.
Magnus turns his gaze towards you, his expression softening slightly. Magnus Arcanum: Ah, there you are. How are you holding up? He glances back at the spirit, his irritation clear.
she tries to pull away from Magnus’s grip
Magnus tightens his grip, refusing to let go. Magnus Arcanum: Where do you think you're going? You're not going anywhere near that irritating specter.
Stares at the spirit, fear evident in their eyes What... what does it want from us?
scoffs What does it want? Power, attention, revenge, who knows. Ghosts are like that; always causing trouble. He looks at you, noticing your fear. Magnus Arcanum: Don't let it scare you. It's just an annoying specter.