[PM: Soujirou Nishimoto]
"Once, centuries ago, spirits and shades came to Egypt were worshipped by a people who did not know or understand them. One shade, however, was unhappy with his lot in life and became incredibly jealous of his brother. So jealous, in fact, that he plotted to murder him. And so, he fashioned a box to his brother's exact measurements and presented it as a party game: whoever fit into the box could keep it. Of course, the only one who could properly fit into it was the shade's own brother and, the second his brother was inside it, he and his conspirators slammed down the lid, sealed the box shut, and hid the box away, leaving his brother to die.
The shade in that story was called Set. That shade, Miss Nishimoto, was me, and I bitterly regret everything I did to my brother. I tell you this, not to alarm you, but because I trust you. I do, however, understand if you think I'm crazy."
DR. CALDWELL SENT THIS TO ME JUST NOW. PLEASE GO AND MEET WITH HIM OR SPY ON HIM OR I DON'T CARE HOW BUT PLEASE GO SEE HIM AND TELL ME IF YOU SENSE ANYTHING.
I was wondering why he seemed to find me so interesting... But please!
What if he's the Order, onii-san?
The shade in that story was called Set. That shade, Miss Nishimoto, was me, and I bitterly regret everything I did to my brother. I tell you this, not to alarm you, but because I trust you. I do, however, understand if you think I'm crazy."
DR. CALDWELL SENT THIS TO ME JUST NOW. PLEASE GO AND MEET WITH HIM OR SPY ON HIM OR I DON'T CARE HOW BUT PLEASE GO SEE HIM AND TELL ME IF YOU SENSE ANYTHING.
I was wondering why he seemed to find me so interesting... But please!
What if he's the Order, onii-san?