All seven Original Sin tablets were now in front of him. Murphy didn't even need to control them; drawn by some mysterious force, the civilization tablets that had been shattered for millennia began to reassemble on their own.
They looked impressive, but in plain terms, they were just "racial identity cards" issued by the Creator to the interstellar refugees of that era. Their holders were regarded as representatives of their civilizations, like the gnoll sage Hogg.
In theory, every race in Eden had possessed a civilization tablet. But after all the changes the world had undergone, few races still had theirs. Humanity, for example, had lost its tablet. Given the short-lived races' problems with passing things down, and the sheer cataclysmic destruction of Eden, it was no surprise that some tablets had gone missing.
The Creator had only given them an identity card. There was no need to make the thing indestructible.
The vampires had been able to dismantle their own civilization tablet, which proved that its symbolic significance outweighed its practical value.
Even so, the reassembly of the seven tablets made a spectacular commotion. As they came together, every vampire, including the Blood Fiends, felt something in their blood stirring and awakening.
The supernatural force made ancient memories recorded on the tablets flash before their eyes. These shared memories of their race battered their minds, and even the Grand Dukes couldn't escape their influence. The attacks of every vampire, Fattor included, grew erratic.
Even more absurdly, the players, who should have been uninvolved, had these memories of ancestors who weren't theirs implanted in them through their vampire templates.
Little Ashina, who had an otherworldly body, let out a shriek and fell from the sky, clutching her head.
She screamed and trembled:
"No! I don't want to see the embarrassing