The second sentence was spouted with sovereignty again. I tend to loose control whenever I feel excited. [What am I getting excited for?] ---flash---flash---flash---flash---flash---___and so on--- I stood below the spot where the book was levitating.---tap---The book slowly got down to my hands. I then opened the first page of it. The brightness slowly faded away, henceforth making the pages visible. The texts of the front page revealed themselves."!!!!!!""Life isn't about strengthLife isn't about powerLife isn't about fameLife isn't about good nor evilLife isn't about martial artsBut you!", I read out.[Huh?]My gaze shifted towards the hailiyon. I said, "This is just an ordinary poem with a simple rhyming. What is there to be unable to comprehend it?!"Alzahan replied, "Everything inside this literature is against the beliefs of zooviya. Strength, power, fame, good, evil, and martial arts... Through ages, these factors are the ones that determined the worth of a zooviyan.
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