The memories stopped attacking suddenly and everything went still.
The pain surrounding me pulled back and I found myself standing alone in darkness. No more scenes of Andrea's suffering. No more hostile memory-fragments. Just empty black space.
I reinforced my mental shields while trying to figure out what was happening. The Whisperer had been overwhelming me with Andrea's pain just seconds ago and now it stopped completely.
Then I heard the entity's voice echoing through the darkness, but different this time. Not mocking or taunting. Almost conversational.
"Do you know why Xarath created me, Kaelix?"
I didn't answer, stayed quiet and focused on maintaining my consciousness while it was fragmented.
"The Harvester was designed to feed him," the Whisperer continued. "Stealing consciou
