(Scars do not appear to be cause of death –shock ... - Bad Request

The gentle incarnation shook his head. "'Too long?' Time is nothing to us.
You've toyed with him with false offers of salvation when you could've tried
retrieving it yourself."
"And what have you done with your life?" he scoffed, "Bumbling about not
knowing who or what you were, only to end up murdered."
"At least I am at peace with myself."
The incarnation snorted, "Peace is nothing if you don't have the will to
survive or progress in your short, miserable life." He suddenly raised an
eyebrow to me, "What is it that you know of the sphere?"
I grunted, "Nothing but irony. Pharod ended up tricking me into finding it for
him. Why was it so important?"
"Important? Do you not know?" The incarnation became silent for a
moment. "Do you have it with you?"
"Yes, I do. I brought it with me," I gave my pack a little pat.
"You have it?!" His eyes flared, and suddenly I realized that I may have
divulged too much. "Then your life had some use after all!" His eyes
flickered, as if thinking, calculating. "When we merge, I will see about finding
a means to unlock it. Perhaps all is not lost..."
"What is the sphere? Why is it important?"
"It is a dead sensory stone. Do you know what it contains?!" He smiled
eagerly. "It holds the last experiences of the first of us. When we were one
man, and not a string of incarnations." His voice dropped. "If there is some
way of unlocking it, I will be able to see inside his mind..."
"And see why this all happened?"
"Yes..." The incarnation's face grew somber. "It is the answer I have always
sought. Why this happened. Why we became immortal. When we merge, I
will see about finding a means to unlock it. Perhaps all is not lost..."
The kind incarnation murmured again, softly under his breath. "Perhaps
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