This liquid was not water. It seemed like liquified souls, but that description wasn't quite accurate. It was more like countless souls had been piled into this pool, boiled down to evaporate the dross. It left behind only consciousness or, rather, emotions.
This was a very mysterious and elusive Create Curse.
The moment Remus touched it, it felt like his hand was not just being corroded, but also like countless emotions were being infused into him.
From the basic emotions of happiness, anger, sorrow, and joy, to more complex feelings of despair, confusion, persistence, rage, and so on.
When it came to souls devouring one another, emotions were the least necessary. Instead, something else was required. But here, all that was left was emotions.
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