Prophet

Mona thought for a moment, then looked into the void.

The soul colors of some believers.

They soon appeared before him.

"Because the souls are connected to the real world, there's no need to switch Anchor Points anymore."

He had clearly noticed this obvious change.

Now,

as long as he was in this Dream World,

Mona no longer needed to keep switching [Anchor Points] to observe the believers.

With a simple thought,

he could inspect the soul colors of each believer.

After examining the believers' souls, Mona quickly noticed something.

A new profession had indeed appeared.

Prophet.

A new Transcendental Profession.

Unlike [Insect Master], which borrowed a Holy Relic to gain a trace of transcendental power through an external means,

the transcendental power of [Prophet] relied mainly on their own Spirituality.

[Prophet lv1]: During sleep or under certain chance circumstances, the soul unconsciously separates from reality and enters the Dream World created by a god, where it gains a measure of insight and ability.

To take up this profession, one had to possess Spirituality.

But that didn't mean that every believer with high Spirituality would become a [Prophet].

Many factors were involved.

If he had to sum them up,

sleep, the brink of death, and age

were perhaps among the most significant.

When people slept, the color of their souls grew stronger.

Thus, while they slept,

believers' consciousness could more easily come into contact with this wondrous Dream World.

However,

those on the brink of death had another reason for being able to enter this world.

The color of a dying person's soul did not grow stronger,

but the color of their life was nearly nonexistent.

As a result, the color of their soul came to dominate within them.

Thus, when the consciousness of someone near death grew hazy, their half-detached soul might glimpse this Dream World in their final moments or in a daze.

Age worked the same way.

The older the believer,

the more the color of life faded from their aging body. Like those near death, they were more likely to let their souls slip free of their bodies and catch a fleeting glimpse of this Dream World.

The people who had now awakened as the first Prophets

met both of these conditions.

Most of those who had entered the Dream World

were over fifty and possessed Spirituality.

The color of life had already faded considerably within them,

and the color of their souls had come to dominate their bodies.

They had also happened to be asleep when this Dream World was created.

That was how they had been fortunate enough to enter the dream at this very moment and become the Tribe's first Prophets.

Mona saw

that some of the Prophets

had acquired the two [Knowledge] entries associated with their profession.

"Divination lv1": Believers with high Spirituality become more sensitive to the colors of souls. They will actively try to infer how people's souls change, thereby gaining some understanding of souls, though their interpretations may not be entirely correct.

"Spirit Mediumship lv1": Some believers with high Spirituality retain a sense of the dream even after waking. By recalling their dreams, they can gain knowledge and insight from the dreams of the dead and the god, then apply it to reality.

Now,

the [Prophets] had gained two abilities.

They were easy enough to understand.

One let them better perceive a person's character and discern the nature of their soul, then use that to infer their possible fate.

The other let them gain insight from dreams.

Mona glanced at the illusory light and shadow drifting out of the river.

Compared to the ability that seemed like mind reading,

he was more interested in what kind of insight these Prophets could gain from this Dream World.

After briefly wandering unconsciously,

those foam-like souls soon quietly faded away.

The amount of time the living could remain in this world was clearly limited.

In no time at all,

they returned to the real world.

[The Prophets have returned to the world of the living.]

[In this dream, the hazy souls gained a trace of insight.]

[Your believers have inherited some knowledge from the souls in the dream.]

[At the same time, some souls wandered to the edge of the dream. They paid homage to the god's memories and to the sacred Obelisk, which was revered in their minds. They trembled before the complex and mysterious symbols recorded upon it.]

[Your believers are about to kindle the spark of writing.]

Mona looked at the writing on the Drawing Board and raised his brows slightly.

"Creating writing?"

To be sure,

writing was an extremely important part of any civilization.

But

over the years, these people who had drifted to the island had lost their memories of ships, and with them, their writing.

In fact,

it was impossible to know whether writing had ever truly existed among them.

But it seemed that those days were about to end.

Through the Dream World,

the souls had come beneath the Obelisk, which recorded the god's memories and impressions.

They gazed upon the images carved into it, images of a distant world, and gained a trace of insight from them.

On this day,

the day the God-Chosen died,

countless members of the Tribe mourned and grieved.

This great man, who had once guided the people back to the Age of Divine Grace,

had left them, and everyone in the Tribe was overcome with sorrow.

However,

a group of elderly believers streamed into the Temple of Eternity.

Several elderly artisans, trembling and frail, knelt with each step along the mountain path, making their devout pilgrimage to the Temple of Eternity.

They declared

that on the day the God-Chosen died,

they had seen the god cast down a holy radiance with their own eyes.

Some even said that in their dreams they had seen the god's dwelling, as well as the memories of their departed loved ones.

"The god led Richie, the God-Chosen, back to the supreme holy land where He resides."

"An island of peerless holiness."

"Everything was shrouded in an ethereal, sacred radiance."

"Enormous shadows descended from the distant sky. They had to be a temple, taller and more vast than even the sun and moon. Its towering outline looked so much like the Temple of Eternity."

"That must be the god's dwelling."

"Only those whose souls the god approves of can go there."

Listening to the old people's descriptions, most of the Tribe felt both astonished and confused.

After all,

not everyone in the Tribe had seen the radiance.

And even fewer had been able to enter the Dream World.

But

once several elders of the Tribe, even the chiefs, came forward to explain what had happened,

the people finally understood.

They really had seen the divine land where the god dwelled in their dreams,

as well as the souls of those who had been led there.

Those gifted enough to glimpse such a scene in their dreams

were called [Prophets] by the people of the Tribe.