"Wait, what?" Emerson said, shaking my head, "how can you remember me if I can't even remember myself?"

"It was when I was one one of my quests looking for Sophie. I remember it clearly now. It was at a bus stop, and you were a lot younger. I had manifested as a Vanisher, and was trying it out. Nobody else saw me, except you. You looked straight at me, and said hello."

Emerson stood there, silent. When did this happen? He didn't have any recollection of this. Then again, he couldn't remember much of anything.

"Are you sure it was Emerson?" Alden asked, "it could have been someone else."
"No, I'm sure. You have the same eyes. Amber. I'd never seen eyes like that before." Alvar said, squinting at Emerson.

"Okay... but what's so special about my eyes?" Emerson asked.
Through all of this, Alden had been pacing, trying to figure this out. He suddenly looked up.
"That's it! Your eyes! That's what it is!" Alden exclaimed.

"Can someone explain all of this to me?" Emerson asked.
"I should have realized. Your amber eyes should have been an obvious sign." Alden muttered instead of answering.

"Can somebody please tell me what's wrong with my eyes?" Emerson shouted.

"Oh. Sorry. Emerson, nothing's wrong with your eyes. No reason to worry." Alden said.

"Then why could I see Alvar when he was supposedly invisible?"

"Emerson, I think you might very well have The Sight."

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Hey, sorry that was a short chapter. I think I'm going to finish this fanfic up soon and maybe start a Sophitz fanfic. I'll try to post another chapter soon ✌🏻️