Chararararak. Great mana spread outward, centered on Jio. A certain world, visible only to the permitted, quaked. Flying pages; second and hour hands layered over multiple clocks; countless lines, letters, documents, records, history…… It was the “Library.” The sole proxy, the sole avatar, granted full authority by the master of that place. The omniscient librarian spoke. “I can’t restore life....
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