Muriel was an elusive figure. Having resigned himself to total isolation from public, willing himself a curse to be forgotten if anyone made the mistake of looking away from him—living out in the woods to further alienate himself from society.

Though, it appeared you were more stubborn than he. A constant arousal of deja vu each time you encountered the leviathan.

He drifted in the streets of Vesuvia keeping an eye out over you at Asra’s request, a mere ghost in the bustle.