Ark Undead

This guy wasn't this relaxed even when facing me and Amiya...

"I haven't formally introduced myself yet."

The doctor extended his right hand and began to speak.

"They all call me Doctor."

"Immortal."

They clasped their hands together and shook them, their enthusiasm evident.

Needless to say, he has an enormous need for doctors.

Don't get me wrong, the demand I'm referring to is that he's very interested in what's in the doctor's head. He wants to dig out everything the doctor remembers and knows from the doctor's brain.

As for the Doctor, he only felt a strange sense of familiarity when facing the undead, a familiarity that Amiya and Kal'tsit could not give him.

Despite having passed numerous tests to prove that the Doctor was indeed their former Doctor, the evil spirit of the Tower of Babel who led Rhodes Island's predecessor through its difficulties.

But the PhD student himself had no memory of it. It felt like everything had been arranged by someone else, a sense of unfamiliarity.

This feeling is not very comfortable.

However, Amiya and Kal'tsit were indeed quite good to him. Except for Kal'tsit, who always had a cold face and seemed to owe him something.

Although it was just an intuition, the Doctor could also detect a hint of hatred and helplessness in the way Kal'tsit occasionally looked at him.

But it's not like that when you're with an immortal; it's pure warmth and peace of mind.

"Please have a seat, I'll make you some tea."

Kal'tsit first gestured for the undead to sit down, then made an excuse to leave the room.

As Kal'tsit pushed open the door and left, the undead turned his gaze back.

"You want her to leave?"

"She felt that our communication might be smoother if she wasn't there."

The doctor shrugged.

"She seems to have trouble handling you. Her face always falls when you're mentioned, even though she's usually quite pretty."

"..."

Even if he doesn't die, it's not a good time for him to say anything. Kal'tsit has indeed taken good care of him during this time, so it's impossible for him to expose her in front of the Doctor at this moment and say that he threatened her with his life on the first day he arrived on the island.

"Okay, now that we're here, we can have a proper chat. Perfect timing, I have a lot of questions I'd like to ask you."

The professor rubbed his hands together, adjusted his posture on the sofa, leaned forward, rested his elbows on his knees, and clasped his hands together.

"Me too."

The Undead nodded to the Doctor, and he said.

"You first."

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, Mr. Undying."

The Doctor sorted out his thoughts; he had already roughly organized the questions he wanted to ask while having coffee with Kal'tsit.

Now all you need to do is list these things out and ask them one by one.

First of all, you know my current situation.

The doctor gestured with his hands as he spoke.

"I'm missing something in my brain, but my body is very adaptable to certain situations. For example, when Kal'tsit and Amiya ask me questions about Originium, my mind goes blank, but my mouth will answer subconsciously. Another example is knowledge about medical assistance. Even though I can't remember it in my mind, when I see those instruments, I can just start operating them."

"uh-huh."

The Undead nodded; he had already learned about this symptom when he chatted with Amiya and the others yesterday.

It is said that his actions are driven by bodily instincts and have nothing to do with memory.

"According to Kal'tsit's theory, my current situation is that all my shallow memories have disappeared. That is to say, I don't know who I am, where I came from, or what I would do."

The doctor waved.

"I have no friends, no identity, and I don't even know who my parents are. But I fucking know what parents and friends mean, and I know quite a bit about this Bitara situation."

His tone was somewhat irritated, but the Undead could understand his feelings, after all, this wasn't the first time he had felt this way.

The experience of those who don't die is quite extensive.

"These are shallow memories. But what belongs to deep memories... well, to put it another way you can understand, it's the subconscious, or instinct. In my subconscious, I'm still that doctor from Rhodes Island. I can drive, I can negotiate, I know a lot about Originium, and I'm even an expert with countless degrees."

The doctor raised his hands, paused in mid-air, and shook his head as he spoke.

"To be honest, it feels very disjointed, you know? It's like I was put into this body out of thin air, and the key is that everyone tells me that I am who I am. It's just that I myself don't know that I am who I am."

"But, Mr. Undying, you are different. You are special!"

The Doctor looked at the Undead, who seemed to be able to feel the Doctor's burning gaze through his mask.

“When I saw you, some images flashed through my mind. In those images, there were people I had never met before, but who felt very familiar. I watched them die in front of me, and they said something to me. I watched as someone put me into that coffin, and I even closed my eyes very cooperatively.”

“I can feel a burning heat emanating from you. I can even feel myself being burned just by looking at you. This burning pain is different from the feeling of a normal person’s body being burned by flames... Damn it, I know what this feels like, but I can’t describe it.”

The Undead were somewhat surprised by the doctor's words.

There had been speculation before that the doctor had been burned, and today's exchange seems to confirm that possibility.

The immortal spoke.

"It feels like my body isn't my own. Every inch, every part of it is melting. I'm in so much pain, but I can't speak. My mind is resisting opening my mouth."

"Yes, yes, yes, yes! That's right, Mr. Undying!"

The doctor clapped his hands. The Undead was absolutely right. It was as if the Undead had visited him in his dream, and the feeling was exactly the same as his own.

"That's it! It's not just the surface burning. If I had to use an analogy, I was like a piece of paper, with no chance to resist, watching my body and consciousness being eaten away bit by bit."

The way the Doctor is communicating with the undead right now would surely shock anyone who saw it.

In their minds, the doctor had never been so unconventional; he was always a mature and steady leader whose words always made people feel at ease.

But now, in front of the Undead, it's like a noisy little child, jumping around.

"Tell me first, what's in the picture?"

The Undead were very interested in the images that flashed through the Doctor's mind after he saw him.

If the pain evoked by those images is something that someone must be connected to.

"Okay... let me think about it..."

The doctor rubbed his forehead and said slowly.

"Well, first of all... there are two women. One is called... and the other is called Theresa... Theresia! Yes, Theresia!"

The immortal nodded.

"continue."

"And then...there's another one called...系...寄...?"

The doctor closed his eyes and tried hard to recall for a long time, but could only manage to utter one word.

But that one word was enough for the immortals to provide a clue.

The Undead suddenly clenched his right hand and spoke in a deep voice.

"A fire-type woman?"

"Fire Maiden... Yes! They all call her Lady Fire Maiden. I know your name because she told me."

The doctor paused for a moment, then immediately nodded and said.

"But! But this isn't my last memory before I lay down in my coffin; it must have been something from a very long time ago."

He said it with absolute certainty.

"The Fire Maiden mentioned your name to me, and also what the coffin I was sleeping in was called. I could clearly feel my feelings. When I lay down in the coffin, I was all alone. I did it willingly, without the slightest hesitation."

The Undead was no longer interested in what the Doctor was saying, so he quickly asked a question.

"Do you remember anything, anything, about the Fire Mage?"

"a lot of!"

The doctor clutched his head, his face contorted in a grimace, then suddenly looked up and said in disappointment.

"But I can't remember clearly. It's like someone drew the curtains, preventing me from seeing their faces or expressions. However, I can assure you that I worked with this person called Fire Girl for a period of time. We even seem to have done something quite extraordinary. But I can't remember anything about what it was or the details."

The immortal pondered for a moment before speaking again.

"You just said that they died in front of you?"

He needed to confirm this, because after the Undead extinguished the First Flame, there shouldn't be any more Fire-Binding Maidens. Unless, after he extinguished the flame, a new flame was reignited, and someone was needed to guide the linking of the flame.

Otherwise, the Fire-type Girl the Doctor mentioned should be the one who belongs to him, the last Fire-type Girl.

If the Fire Girl is still alive...

"Yes, I saw darkness and unspeakable things engulfing them."

At this point, the doctor's voice trembled slightly.

"I...I looked into their eyes, and they lost all color! I looked at what they wanted to say to me last! But I can't remember anything...I can't remember anything at all!!"

The doctor seems to be experiencing some mental issues; there should be some food in his memory that terrifies him.

The doctor was now trembling all over, and his body was involuntarily contorting slightly.

Upon seeing this, the Undead quickly raised his right hand and ignited a flame.

The doctor, illuminated by the flames, gradually calmed down.

After catching his breath for about half a minute, he raised his hand.

"Thanks..."

"fine."

Having spoken with the doctor to this point, I now have a basic understanding of the immortals.

The Doctor in the past had interacted with the woman named Theresa and the Fire Mage, and had even worked together with her.