Freyja's figure started fading, her eyes focused on Asura, giving him a wink before she left. The booklet on the table looked old and rather worn.
"I wonder what she left..." Lorem looked over Asura's shoulder, curious, while Helliana snorted with a huff. "We should throw it away! Peh... good riddance."
Asura leaned down and lifted the book. On the cover was a picture of a male standing with both arms crossed.
'What a peculiar book... no title, just the word 'Supreme.'I can't help but wonder what it signifies.' Asura mused. He turned to the first page, only to be confronted by a series of intricate symbols, a language he somehow recognised as that of the deities.
How is this possible?' Asura's head throbbed, a dull ache forming as he attempted to decipher the enigmatic text.
"Ouch..." Asura frowned, rubbing his temples. "I get the feeling reading this might kill me." He dropped the book onto the table and slumped into the chair behind him. "So, where were we?"
