"Miracle."
Elge shook his head slightly. The handsome scholar could not help but turn his gaze to the tome in his hands, letting out a long sigh. "The fact that Terra Civilization has endured to this day is itself an unimaginably great miracle."
"Look, Dark."
The tome in his hands turned its pages without wind, and Elge pointed at one particular page with a finger.
The writing inscribed in primordial glyphs contained as much information in a single character as an entire page of modern common tongue. This one page was a complete epic tale. Elge narrated slowly, "Your 'mother' descended tens of thousands of years ago, when the humans of the Pre-Epoch Civilization were still in the Stone Age. The murals show that Her arrival was accompanied by a magnificent meteor shower spanning the entire sky."
"That meteor shower lasted for decades, and quite a few 'stars fell'... The term 'Skyfall' in our civilization originated from that spectacle, as though every star in the vault of heaven had come crashing down."
"The catastrophe that ended the Pre-Epoch Civilization merely reused that term."
Having said this, the scholar's expression dimmed somewhat. "What a pity. Although our City of Knowledge stands atop the Pre-Epoch Civilization's information archive, and possesses the Myriad Library with the most complete preservation, much information was still lost... Even now, we do not know why your mother came to Terra, nor why She took on Her present state."
I told you.
Dark followed Elge's finger as she read the tome, speaking evenly. *Mother was sealed by 'God.' 'God' is the Creator of what you call the True Dragons... Mother is the Spark of an ancient super-civilization. Her power far surpasses that of ninety-nine percent of the Sparks on Terra, but because She was too powerful and too