Emrys read the words written on the wall. Someone seemed to be telling their own story.
Obviously, it is that faceless silhouette's story.
"I was born when the Vast Expanse of Eternity was but a fledgling void. It was barely able to cradle the dreams of existence. There were no stars, no worlds, no life. Only the endless breath of nothingness and me with eight other Primordials. We nine Primordials later came to be known as the Primordial Ancestors."
"What no one knows is, we Primordials are but the fruits fallen from the Tree of Origin."
"What is Tree of Origin?"
"Well, this is not a topic to be talked about through a short message. Right, Emrys Frazier?"
The moment Emrys read the message up to this point, his body trembled involuntarily. After all, who wouldn't be shaken to suddenly see their own name mentioned in a message left behind countless eons ago?
Moreover, the one who had left this message was actually a Primordial.
It was truly astonishing!
