Before I nuked Gallant Hearth into a large crater, I also gained something while Yuluyu and I lingered in the quiet afterglow of our conversation about Lothair's awkward youth,
I triggered Egoistic Empathy.
The golden pulse bloomed behind my left eye, soft and familiar now, and the knowledge unfolded inside me like a scroll unrolling across still water.
Unidentified Proximity.
That was the epithet of her Ego.
Basically, it let her erase her own presence from anyone who lacked concrete information about her—name, epithet, face on a wanted poster, anything that anchored her in their mind.
It was, in many ways, not something that I would expect from someone like her.
If the wielder stayed anonymous, the world simply forgot they existed in the moment. But the moment fame or rumor touched them, the ability collapsed into nothing.
