"It's ......"

Rhaegar finds himself into—no, floating in a somewhat psychedelic place. The background was a space with some iridescent colors but more pale cyan and purple-black, and the two were distinct, and Rhaegar's attention was focused on the foam-like balls or bubbles floating in front of him. To be precise, it is the picture in the 'bubble' that is more vivid than the movie.

In this 'bubble', a middle-aged man dressed as a magician, without a top hat, lies on the sofa and lovingly tells a story to his lovely daughter in his arms.

In that 'bubble', hearing the news of her parents' death, the girl wept bitterly and burst out with terrifying magical energy for the first time.

There is also the perseverance of being strong at the funeral and finding the cause of the death of his parents alone, the loneliness of hugging his knees in the corner of the room alone, the anger when he is ridiculed and ridiculed, the fear of secretly practicing magic but accidentally injuring others, and the joy of solving magic problems and helping others and proving his worth...... Rhaegar soon understood that these were Zatana's memories, her experiences. Compared to what she said before, these 'bubbles' are more direct, more impactful, and more real. Her past is not as light, casual, and joyful as the tone she uses to describe it, but the reality is more complicated and pitiful to Rhaegar.

"I'm sorry to let you see this."

Zatanna's voice sounded directly in Rhaeggar's heart. Rhaegar looked around and saw that she was floating towards him not far away.

"No, I'm glad I saw this, it will give me a more real understanding of you Zatanna." Rhaegar said sincerely, revealing his doubts. "But why are you showing me this? Also, are we in your brain? ”

Zatanna shook her head slightly.

"The term 'in the brain' is too materialistic and inaccurate, and you can understand it as 'consciousness space'. But this is not my consciousness space, but our consciousness space. She looked at Rhaegar and said, "I brought us here with magic. ”

"But......" Rhaegar looked around again, "why is there only your memories in this space, and not mine?" ”

Zatanna laughed, "You said that your soul can't be embodied like it did before you regained your original body, and I don't think that's going to be some kind of canonical reason. So my intention was to come here with you, find your soul, and ask it personally. In order to do that, I had to let go of myself completely, so you can see those memories of mine. And the reason why you don't see your own memories is because you haven't completely let go of your defenses, or rather, you can't. ”

Rhaegar was touched at this moment, really. In order to help him solve the confusion in his heart, Zatanna is willing to completely let go of his heart and let him explore the deepest secrets of her heart. In some Chinese novels, this is equivalent to the meaning that Lega has been poisoned by yin and must have sex + union, and Zatanna is willing to use herself to detoxify him. No, even more so. After all, Rhaegar is far from the point where he will die if he can't solve this problem, and completely letting go of this kind of thing is much more advanced and private than untying his clothes. This determination, this awareness, and above all this level of trust...... What else can Rhaegar say about this?

Probably sensing his feelings, Zatanna smiled and shook her head. With a "follow me", she floated to his side, took his hand, and led him out. As she navigated through the memory bubbles one memory bubble after another, she made some additional explanations.

"When I say soul, I'm actually talking about abstract terms. Unlike science, which likes to get to the bottom of its principles, magic is more accustomed to showing what it wants to show through some easily accepted appearances. If I were to put what I said in a more scientific way, it would be a mixture of your desires + desires, your subconscious, the image you usually express, and your logical thinking. It's not the real you, but you can't think of it as another you, or someone else, someone else. He doesn't have an independent personality. So if you think that someone 'lives' in your body or in your brain, you don't have to, it's a part of you, a part that is embodied by magic, a part that has a certain reference value, but you can't fully trust it. ”

At this time, Rhaegar was still in the state of feeling before, so he didn't understand what Zatanna said. Otherwise, he will have to ask questions such as "why don't you have an independent + independent personality, why is it that I am a part of me, but I can't be fully trusted". Magic is always full of mystery.

Soon, the 'magic part' of Rhaegar appeared in front of him.

The one was exactly the same size as Rhaegar now, uh, something. It even has a pair of half-elf ears as well. However, compared to the flesh-and-blood Rhaegar, it was a translucent azure from top to bottom. It was lying on top of a pile of things, looking at the sky with its arms and feet crossed—even though there was no actual sky in the space, and its ankles were swinging in a daze.

But the focus doesn't seem to be on itself, but on those underneath it. It was the orb that Rhaegar had temporarily named after the 'memory bubble'. But unlike the orbs not far away, which 'played' Zatana's memories like a movie lens, the ones beneath it were all gray and dark, and there was nothing in them.

"That's why I said you can't completely let go of your mind and yourself. You can't do it, because 'it' puts away yours and everything away from the public. ”

With that, Zatanna covered her mouth and laughed.

Rhaegar reluctantly withdrew his gaze from 'it' and looked at Zatana, who was still smiling, "So you think it's a good thing?" ”

Zatanna nodded genuinely.

"You know there are superpowers who can read other people's memories, or magicians like me. You have such a 'it' to help you take care of your memory, so you don't have to worry about your memory being known. Zatanna put away her smile and said seriously, "It's rare for you to be in this situation, and roughly speaking, a probability is only one in a few million or even tens of millions." And that's counting some people who use magic or other means to achieve this effect. So, you just be satisfied. ”

Satisfy? Rhaegar shrugged: "And what about the downside? You wouldn't have brought me here if it didn't hurt. And what does this have to do with my inability to use soul form? ”

"Maybe it hurts, maybe it doesn't, I'm not sure. I've been in a state of self-exploration in my magic practice, so there must be some limitations. Zatanna sighed and shrugged her shoulders as well. But this time we're here for nothing to do with these memories. What is going on with your soul form, and how to solve it, depends on whether your communication with 'it' goes smoothly. ”