It was a child, resembling a ten years old male.
His platinum blonde hair reached his shoulders, and his eyes were a piercing golden.
"You consented, to give up your body and soul if I gave you what you wanted. The conditions of the contract have been met completely."
The original Cecil Lan flinched, her face twitching nervously.
Still looking at the child, she gradually remembered him, especially his voice.
He showed himself to her once, giving her a comforting pat on the head just before her soul returned to her body. She recalled him mumbling something incoherent as he did so.
Albeit, deep inside, Cecil seemed to know who this child really was.
"You lied! That wasn't everything I wanted!"
"No, it was," the child smiled coldly, waving his hand. "Who do you think you are trying to deceive?"
A scroll with unknown characters hovering in the air revealed itself. The characters were a piercing golden, just like the child's eyes.