Those ancient pieces of leather must have been made from special materials using special techniques. Even after three thousand years, they remained soft and tough. Apart from some discoloration, they had suffered almost no damage. The writing was slightly blurred, but it was still easy to read with careful examination.
The ancient script from three thousand years ago naturally differed from the written language of the current Dream Plane. However, as ascetic monks, Big Beard and the others spent most of their time studying various ancient books, especially religious scriptures passed down from antiquity, which were all written in this script. As long as he could make out the words, they were easy for him to decipher.
What had been sealed inside the Divine Cave was not some new divine art or the Goddess's legacy. It was merely a message written by the First Pope and left for his successor.
Big Beard slowly read the words aloud as he examined them: "...We came from the stars... All life in this world originated from the stars... The Goddess created all life, but in the beginning, what she created were only seeds..."
"What does that mean?" The young nun beside him seemed unable to understand.
As someone who had personally witnessed the sea of stars, Hao Ren found it much easier to understand than the four ascetic monks. "It means that all life on your planet came from outer space. Meteorites and the like, you know? They brought it down."
"The Goddess created the seeds." Big Beard pointed at the writing on the leather and continued reading. "She scattered these seeds among the stars, where they multiplied and thrived on planets suitable for life. We are all descendants evolved from these seeds, creations of the Goddess, yet also merely fragments and remnants