............"Ahhh...this is...!" New strings of information flooded Aarav's brain. The locket around his neck was also shining. If he weren't occupied with the headache and the influx of new information, he might have noticed this.Aarav struggled to stay conscious as the searing pain in his head grew stronger. Every part of him urged him to give in, but he fought to stay awake.Through the haze of pain, fragments of new knowledge began to form clear thoughts. It felt like ancient wisdom was flooding his mind, each piece part of a larger puzzle he couldn't yet see.As the pain slowly faded, Aarav's breathing slowed. "Phew...!" he exhaled as he opened his eyes. His vision was blurry at first, but it quickly cleared.The locket around his neck had dimmed, its brief glow fading as if it had served its purpose.Pope Aurelius and the Cardinals stood up, their eyes wide with astonishment."My Lord," the Pope said, his voice trembling with awe, "What just happened? The divine energy...it
............"Ohh... it's that old? I didn't know," Pope Aurelius said, shocked by the revelation. He had no idea the records were so ancient.Just like the previous Pope guarded the treasury before him, he had been doing his duty without knowing much about the history of their own organization, let alone the world. He only knew a little from the five record books he could read."Let's find some more books similar to this one!" Aarav said before he put down the book on the table and looked into other shelves.After spending some time searching through the books, Aarav, with the help of Pope Aurelius, who could only use the illustrations to make sense of them, found about ten books."Hmm, even though some of these records have deteriorated, I can make do with them," Aarav said, looking at the ten books on the table. As he flipped through one, he noted their aged condition."Hmm, should I fetch you some new sturdy materials so you can record on them?" Pope Aurelius asked, glancing at t
............The Pope's hands trembled slightly as he held the papers, his eyes scanning the pages with careful attention. He saw the rise and fall of gods, the battles that shaped the world, and the mercy that forged a fragile peace.Each page was a testament to the divine and mortal struggles that had created the world they now inhabited."I... I had no idea," the Pope murmured, his voice filled with wonder. "To think that our gods' histories are so intertwined, and that we share this world with others shaped by such profound forces..."Aarav nodded, understanding the gravity of the knowledge he had just written down. "Yes. This history not only shows us where we come from but also reminds us of the delicate balance that maintains our world. Each continent, each society, carries the legacy of their divine rulers. It's a reminder of both our shared heritage and the responsibilities we bear."As Aarav went back to reading other books, preparing to record them in his current language,
............Just like Sylas, she felt the ripple that passed through the world. Connected to the stars, she immediately saw the path from which it came. She made a greeting sign before opening her eyes and bowing in that direction."Congratulations to the Heir of God Elandor. I express my deep respect and greetings to you," Aria muttered with a smile. She held her bow for a moment before standing up and returning to her prayers to her Goddess.The platform was bathed in a soft, ethereal light, the stars twinkling above casting gentle shadows. The air was filled with a serene stillness, broken only by the occasional rustle of robes as Aria moved. The statue of Astraia stood tall and graceful, its features calm and wise, reflecting the essence of the goddess herself.Meanwhile, In the last land was the Dominion of Orion, ruled by Orion, the God of Strength. The people there were born warriors, dedicating their lives to strength and honor.The grand arena was a colossal structure,
............Bloodied and bruised, they launched themselves at Marcus with relentless fury. But one by one, they fell, their strength no match for the Paragon of Power."Oohhhhhh....Lord Paragon....!!""Lord Paragon...Ohhhhh!!"As the battle raged on, the stands erupted with cheers and roars, the crowd in awe of the spectacle before them. Marcus stood in the center of the chaos, his chest heaving with exertion, his eyes still blazing with that fierce, excited grin plastered across his face."Whooosh...!!"The dust settled slowly, revealing a scene of devastation. Warriors lay scattered across the arena, some struggling to rise, others too exhausted or injured to move."Hufff...!!"Marcus stood victorious, his bronze skin glistening with sweat, his muscles taut and ready for more."Lord Paragon....Lord Paragon is unbeatable...!!" The crowd's cheers grew even louder, their voices merging into a single, deafening roar.They celebrated the incredible display of might and valor, their bel
............"Let's leave. Those two will surely report everything to Lord Paragon, and I’m not sure if Lord Paragon noticed our actions. We might get punished for the blasphemy we committed!" the Third Elder said, watching the First and Second Elders running towards Lord Paragon.The Third and Fourth Elders were in the second group, who took immediate and sometimes underhanded actions for the safety of their people. They were not disloyal to their Lord Paragon, but they didn’t follow his idealistic way of doing things."How can this simple-minded musclemen understand our cause? If not for us, how many lives do you think the cultists would have taken?" the Fourth Elder spoke in anger and frustration, feeling misunderstood and wrongly judged by their people and their Lord Paragon.The Third Elder placed a hand on the Fourth Elder’s shoulder, trying to calm him. “We do what we must for the greater good. It’s not about recognition or praise. It’s about protecting our people, even if it
............"Is this really true? We were dancing in the palm of someone else's hand? How did I not notice this?" Isolde Moonshroud was shocked by Aarav's words. She forgot her fear, and her body stopped shivering. She looked up at Aarav with disbelief on her face. As she thought back to various situations and pieces of evidence she had overlooked, she began to see a different picture. It dawned on her that the Lord Heir was right—there had indeed been a mastermind controlling them."It seems you've finally realized," Aarav said, noticing the change in her expression. "I also wanted to talk Elowen out of her madness, but she was too far gone. Sparing her wasn't an option. Celestius Starcrest brought about his own downfall. I heard he swallowed his family's forbidden elixir and died as a result. Pope Aurelius only lessened his pain by quickening his death."Aarav looked back at her, seeing the realization settle in her eyes. He spoke about his futile desire to save Elowen from her g
............"Okay, Lady Isolde. Even though we don't see eye to eye, I will offer our assistance in following Lord Heir's orders. Let me know what resources you might need." Thaddeus Lumara looked at Isolde Moonshroud with cold eyes but still offered his help, showing he was ready to cooperate and carry out their Lord Heir's commands."Thank you, Lord Thaddeus. I appreciate your help, and I apologize once again," Isolde Moonshroud expressed her gratitude and offered her apology again, knowing how much Thaddeus Lumara held a grudge against them. Despite this, he still offered to help, showing how tolerant he was."Alright, let's leave. This isn't a good place to talk," Rajendra Chauhan gestured to them, noticing the crowd pointing fingers at them as some recognized their faces."Oh, please...!" Isolde blinked, glancing around before gesturing to Rajendra Chauhan. They quickly walked away from the crowd......Crystalbrook City, After a relaxing flight, Aarav arrived back at the Crys