Alfred was a staunch chronicler of historical truth. He made sure everything he wrote was true, though a few omissions were, of course, inevitable.
Sometimes, he would deliberately introduce ambiguities or uncertainties, giving future readers of this history something to do and letting generation after generation of scholars follow the rules he had left behind to investigate the evidence step by step.
This scratched a particular itch deep inside him. After all, he was interacting with people thousands, tens of thousands, or even several epochs into the future.
The problem was that he did not want his records to descend into some absurd form of lowbrow amusement.
For instance, this meeting was destined to become a pivotal moment in this epoch. Following the conventions of historical labels, it would often be designated the "Red Leaf Street Meeting" or the "Red Leaf Secret Talks."
Then countless generations of scholars would spend their entire lives searching for the mysterious secret realm known as "Red Leaf Street." Its status might even surpass that of Anlamyde Mountain, the most famous site of the previous era.
Thus, to prevent such a ridiculous situation, Alfred decided to conceal the meeting's specific location.
"Today, the God of Eternity emerged from the endless void, the God of Light descended from the luminous sun, and the God of Order walked forth from the mortal world.
The three Epoch Overlords began their first formal meeting to transform this world."
After finishing, Alfred set down the New Light of Order and the Goose Quill, then took out an ordinary notebook and a fountain pen.
Recording official history could be exhausting. Fortunately, Alfred had recently developed a new way to relax, giving his mind a change of pace amid his toils.
That was-
Writing love stories for Tyranus and the others.