She nodded, eyes darting to the jar. “I need more than just a taste. I need an extra quality —something that will let me see beyond the ordinary, to understand the choices I’ve made.” ” he whispered

“Looking for something… special?” the proprietor asked, voice a soft rasp.

The proprietor reached for a small, unmarked vial tucked behind the powder. “This,” he whispered, “is Lifeselector . It’s not a potion you drink, but a catalyst. When mixed with Candee , it amplifies the memory, letting you not only recall it but feel the weight of every decision that led there. It’s… risky. One sip, and the line between past and present blurs.”