"ANTARRA, It's a word meaning the soul..." The voice of an elder rang out, white beard reaching the navel with a stick in right hand and a light torch in the other.
Behind him were a total of five kids around the age of 12.
Every of their steps made a clanking sound that echoed throughout the entire cave structure that they were in, as the elder walked forward, the kids following behind with reverence in their eyes as not only was this elder their Supreme Patriarch, but this cave they were in was said to be their ancestral ground.
"Have you ever wondered about the miracle of a Soul of Antarra like ours? The ability to delve into the spiritual space of others and wipe them clean of a memory they perhaps never wanted.
It has always been what Humanity has always wanted. A wish that they can wipe out a particular memory from their collection of memories and we Antarra are the only ones who could make that wish come true since the beginning of humanity..."
