In a reading room of the Sky-reaching Library, the gradually rising sunrise replaced the Magic Lamp to illuminate the room, also revealing Fuer's anxious visage.
It was the third day since he and his uncle had parted ways, and he would occasionally gaze out the window at the bustling city after separating from his uncle.
Originally just a member of the Library, he had hoped to live a carefree life within the peaceful All Things Library. Yet, he had never anticipated such an immense disaster drawing near.
Three and a half years later. What would the world become?
Fuer didn't even dare to think about it, but if the splendid civilization of humans were to perish in an instant, he would surely be in deep sorrow.
Perhaps the people of the ancient era had also witnessed unimaginable disasters, which is why they resolved to build the Library to preserve the flame of human knowledge.
