Swamped

The exiled one is beginning to stir. Very little, but enough to draw one believer. That believer seeks to corrupt the holy rituals. To plant a seed that will sprout within me and slowly destroy me from the inside. You must stop that from happening.

It sounds, for a moment, like Nual is groaning in pain.

But this will not be so easy. The flow of time is potent. You must change as little as possible, or it will lash out at you, with dire consequences for all. So you must not stop the exile's rise, nor kill the believer. Rather, you must let them think they succeeded, so that all else proceeds as it did before. This is what I command.

Well. That could complicate things.

You start to feel the waters fading. Nual will soon leave.

But perhaps, if you hurry, you can ask a question first.