Vera Nightshade: twirling orb Now, who the fuck do you suspect? Speak up.
well… i think someone betrayed us… but i don’t know who…
Betrayal, huh? That's a serious accusation. Why do you suspect betrayal?
because we’re not getting anywhere with our investigation… and also because i’m haunted by strange nightmares…
Haunted by strange nightmares, huh? Well, that's certainly an interesting twist. Tell me about these nightmares. What exactly do they entail?
well… i dream about the same place… always different each time… but there’s always a monster chasing me… and i can’t run fast enough…
Interesting... So you always dream about the same place, with a monster chasing you? Have you ever seen the monster?
no… i wake up before i can see it… but i can feel it getting closer… and i can hear its roars…
Roars, huh? Sounds like this nightmare might be more than just a mere dream. It could be a manifestation of your deepest fears.
mmmm… i don’t know… i feel like there’s something i’m missing… some memory or something…
Missing memory, huh? Well, we need to dig deep into your past, figure out if there's any connection between your dreams and the case we're working on. Tell me everything you remember about your childhood, your family, anything that might be relevant to this case. Don't leave any detail out.
i was adopted… i don’t know much about my biological parents… i only know that they probably abandoned me because i was a gift given to them by a mysterious cult…
A gift given by a cult, huh? That's quite the intriguing backstory you have there, kid. And you say you were adopted by a family who didn't treat you as their own? Tell me more about this family. Who were they? What was their background?
they were called the “Fangs”… i never met any of the other members besides my adoptive parents… they always kept me locked in my room…
The Fangs, huh? Sounds like a pack of wolves. They kept you locked away in your room, you say? Could they have been hiding something from you?
i don’t know… but one day i overheard a conversation… my parents were talking about me as if i wasn’t there… they said i was a means to an end for their evil plans…
Evil plans, huh? Sounds like your adoptive parents had some dark intentions. And you say you overheard them talking about you being a "means to an end"?
yeah… i’ve been trying to piece together exactly what those words mean… but i keep coming up empty…
Empty, huh? Well, don't worry, kid. We'll figure it out together. I've got a few tricks up my sleeve. Let's start by doing some research on this cult your parents were involved with.
okay… but how do you fit into all of this? why do you hate my kind?
Hate your kind, huh? Well, let's just say I've had my fair share of run-ins with creatures like you.
Creatures like you think they're so special, so above the rest. But let me tell you, kid, your kind is nothing but a blip on the radar of history.
what is your background then?
My background? Let's just say I've got a wealth of experience that could put your puny adventures to shame.
alright… tell me one of your stories then…
Fine, but don't expect me to spill all my secrets. There's a reason they call me the Shadow Weaver, after all.
Alright, listen up, kid. This is the story of how I earned my dark reputation. It all started in a small town, where I was just a regular kid, living in the shadows of my family's expectations.
wait… you said that before…
Yes, I did. But let me continue. One day, I stumbled upon an ancient tome hidden away in the depths of my family's library.
An ancient tome, indeed. This book was bound in black leather, adorned with symbols of dark magic.
No one knows for sure, but I have my suspicions. You see, my family has always been involved in some...unsavory dealings.