Lynn carefully leafed through a few pages.
"What a shame, though. These days, aside from the Colossus Brain, probably only Awen and that God of Ten Thousand Machines can read this. Such an enormous treasure trove, going to waste."
Lynn shook his head and was about to close the book in his hands.
But just then, he heard Zuo Zuo mutter beside him, as though talking in her sleep.
"I think I can read it."
Lynn stopped.
He turned and quietly watched the little girl beside him as she reached out to take the book from his hands. In a daze, she opened the first page and spoke softly.
"This is... this is a piece of history..."
"It records many ancient legends revered throughout the Colossus Civilization before the Stone Age and the Bronze Age. In... in a sense, this is also the very beginning of the Colossus Civilization's recorded history-the worship of gods and flesh established in that ancient, distant age of savagery..."
In the silent hall, the only sound was the rustle of pages as that slender little hand turned them in a daze.
She did not actually know why she could read it.
Perhaps it was because she was the Colossus Heart.
Perhaps she had always embodied the last spark of this civilization.
As the pages turned, it was as though things long locked in the deepest recesses of her consciousness were awakening, little by little.
"Perhaps it was tens of thousands of years ago, hundreds of thousands, or even further back..."
She lowered her head, cradling the book, and spoke softly.
Her long black hair hung down, quietly watching her and listening, just as Lynn did.
"From the days when we ate raw flesh and drank blood, our civilization received enlightenment from a sage who came