Isel stretched out trembling fingers and gently stroked the book's cover, feeling its smooth texture.
His lips moved slightly as he murmured, "All-knowing, all-powerful Lord of Wisdom, is this Your revelation to me?"
On the surface, Isel was a steadfast believer in the Emperor, but in secret, he worshipped another deity—the Lord of Wisdom.
For all these years, he had concealed it perfectly, and no one had known. Now, faced with this mysterious dream, he could not help wondering whether it was guidance from the Lord of Wisdom. He silently prayed to the Lord of Wisdom, hoping to receive some revelation or answer.
Isel took a deep breath, placed both hands on the book, and began to pray devoutly. "Great Lord of Wisdom, please grant me guidance!"
He closed his eyes and felt a mysterious force pass from the book into him. An inexplicable excitement surged within him, as though something was changing his fate.
After a while, Isel opened his eyes and gently opened the human-skin cover. He stared tensely at the pages, hoping to find some clue or guidance.
Yet to his disappointment, every page was blank, devoid of any writing or images.
Isel frowned, confused. Had he been mistaken? Had this book not brought him guidance from the Lord of Wisdom? Just as he was about to give up, he suddenly discovered that when he turned to the final page, it was not blank.
A line of mysterious blue writing appeared on the final page. The characters were unlike any language Isel knew. They seemed to come from another world, carrying an ancient, enigmatic aura.
Isel stared at the writing, trying to understand its meaning. He could feel the power contained within those words, as though they resonated with somewhere deep in his heart. Though he could