Igor Confidant

"Welcome to the Velvet Room," Igor spoke up.

"Hello, Igor." I said.

"I thought about resuming our previous conversation tonight. That is why I have summoned you," Igor explained. "What are your thoughts? Are you becoming accustomed to this place?"

"Yeah." I said.

"Ah, glad to hear it. It seems you have nerves of steel. The goal of your rehabilitation is to thwart the fated ruin. However, such a feat cannot be done by you alone. Today, you entered a partnership with someone who awoke to the same power, did you not?"

"You mean Ryuji?" I said, surprised that the long-nosed individual knew about that.

"Involving yourself with others is an important foundation for your recovery. You've done well," Igor said as he reached into his coat and pulled a tarot card representing the Chariot and placed it on his desk.

I noticed that the picture differed from the traditional Arcana, in fact it portrayed an outright insulting picture of the Arcana as the man on the chariot had a broken arm.

"That said, I am not advising the formation of superficial relationships. It must not be of frivolity but a ring of those who would, by morals or faith, lend you their strength. In other words, they are bonds with those who have been robbed of their places to belong. The expansion of said ring will, in return, help you mature as well."

Justine spoke up. "Persona are the strength of heart. The stronger the bonds that surround you, the more power your Personas will gain."

"There are countless people in the city who have talents that a weakling like you doesn't," Caroline chimed in with a wicked grin. "You better rack that noggin of yours and get them on your side. We'll change that into power."

Igor chuckled, "Indeed. You should be prepared to use even myself or your ambitions will not come to fruition. We have a deal then."

It felt like Igor had high expectations of me.

I am thou, thou art I...

Thou hast acquired a new vow.

It shall become the wings of rebellion that breaketh thy chains of captivity.

With the birth of the Fool Persona, I have obtained the wings of blessing that shall lead to freedom and new power...

"Well, you will understand it all in due time. Continue devoting yourself to your rehabilitation." Igor nodded as the sounds of an alarm began ringing throughout the Velvet Room once again.

The las thing I heard was Caroline yelling once more.

"Now, this conversation's over! Get lost, inmate!"