Something ago…
Emma had visited the Grand Library regularly ever since promising to help Scar with his Inheritance. She kept to her routine religiously, reading at least a book a day to find straightforward information about Flames of the Unknown.
Today was no different. In fact, she intended to finally read a book she'd been pondering for quite some time.
Thanks to her Inheritance, Kin of Thoth, her knowledge of this world and the world beyond was unparalleled, but expressing it to someone through another's words was the challenge.
Ophelia Magenta had written most of the books and even recreated some ancient tablets, which was no small feat, but Emma remained unconvinced.
It wasn't Ophelia's dedication she questioned. It was what the books actually said.
Before the Red Day, the world had no shortage of beliefs. A story about a single individual could branch into countless versions, each one held with absolute conviction.
