Chapter 3 prophecy

After the bishop of the Simharon Kingdom finished the solemn coronation ceremony and declared himself the spiritual leader of the world, and at the same time occupying a central position, his first business was hidden, private, and unknown to the ruler. Under the instructions of the sorcerers of the tribe of Dukexis, the bishop retreated to one of his rooms, activating a magical barrier to isolate outside disturbances.Then he will meet with a man: a dreadful sorcerer, chief of the tribe of Dukesis, who will come with a box of pure gold made by an alchemist.The box is guarded and guarded by layers of spells, and only the wizard himself can open it and take out the secrets inside.The so-called secret treasure is nothing more than a piece of ancient parchment full of handwriting.The sorcerer carefully and respectfully placed the parchment before the eyes of the bewildered bishop.

The bishop picked up the parchment and examined the document carefully.The parchment looked old, dating back centuries, with tear-like stains scattered across the paper, and the handwriting on the paper looked almost illegible, though clearly the work of a scribe. The bishop worked hard to identify this document, his expression slowly changed from confusion to shock and horror, and he turned to the wizard stiffly, as if asking whether the content written on it was true.Since these people rarely talked, the sect leader just nodded.After confirming that the bishop had read the contents of the document, the wizard moved, and the parchment flew out of the bishop's hand and returned to the golden box.Then the sorcerer disappeared in front of the bishop, leaving behind a trembling, almost maddened figure.The content on the parchment was deeply imprinted in his heart.

Forgive me, those of you who are reading this document sometime in the future, my hands are shaking - may Emin bless me!I doubt if I can stop trembling!I can still picture the tragedy clearly, I can still hear the words ringing in my ears, and it is my duty to record all the facts that happened.No, I know I can't. Know that in the dark days after the Iron Wars, when the land was in chaos and many predicted the end of the world, the bishops of our kingdom tried to look to the future and seek solace that could be given to the people.For a year long he prepared himself to bear the casting of the spell; our beloved bishop prayed daily to the god Emmin, who only listened to those counseled by the druids of Zelda to reconcile spirituality and harmony. Appropriate music for the body, he eats only appropriate food, abstains from all strong alcohol, his eyes only look at colors that can calm the soul, and he breathes the designated incense and spices.A month before the prophecy, he began a hunger strike to cleanse his body of all unwanted influences by drinking water.During that period, he stayed in a small room day and night, not talking to anyone, and no one talked to him.

The day of prophecy has finally come.what!My hands are shaking so much!I can't keep--(The ink drips on the paper and the handwriting is messy.) Well, forgive me, I've got myself under control again.Our beloved bishop descended to the heart of the holy mountain: the holy well.He knelt by the marble well of the Holy Well - the center from which all the magic of our world comes from, we have been taught.All the highest-ranking catalyst saints in Simharon have returned to this sacred place to assist the medium in casting the spell.They stood around the well, holding hands to facilitate the transmission of life force.

Beside the archbishop stood the oldest of the mediums—he was, we suppose, now the last of their sect, as they tried to end that horrific war with their own sacrifice.He draws life force from the catalyst saints around him.The Soulshaper began to cast his powerful spells, calling on the god Emin, asking him to guide the bishop and tell us about our future.The bishop began to pray, his voice majestic and reverent even though his body was weakened by the hunger strike. Emin arrives. As soon as all of us present felt His coming, we all fell to our knees in fear and awe.His stunning beauty made us unable to look directly at him. The bishop looked at the well of life, his face was full of ecstasy and fascination, and powerful magic surrounded him.The bishop spoke in a voice that did not belong to him, but what he said was completely beyond our expectations. The words he said are as follows, and I pray that I will have enough courage to write them down.

"Among the descendants of the royal family will be born a man who has no magic power but can survive. When he faces death again and survives to return, he will hold the end of the world in his hands—" Perhaps the prophecy was not finished, but at that moment our beloved bishop suddenly uttered a terrible cry; the cry echoed in my heart like his words in my ears.Then, he hugged his chest and fell forward, lying on the edge of the well to die. The holy spirit who fell beside him seemed to be struck by lightning, his limbs were paralyzed, and he was muttering in his mouth. Now we realize that we are alone and that God has abandoned us.

When will the prophecy be fulfilled?What exactly does this sentence mean?Even if the smartest among us tried to study word for word, these questions could not be answered. The new bishop wanted to try to see the future again, but it was obviously impossible. The only remaining medium in the world is dead. . So I was commissioned to write this text and pass it on to those who may see this prophecy come true, although many of us do not believe it will come true.This parchment will be entrusted to the tribe of Dukexis for safekeeping, and its contents will only be known to the omniscient law enforcement officers, and will be revealed to the bishop when he is enthroned.

This matter must be kept strictly confidential, lest people panic and rise up and overthrow the royal family.Fears will come again, like the ones that drove us from our ancient home. May Emin God bless you...and all... The signature below is illegible and not important. Since then, many bishops in all kingdoms have read this prophecy, each wondering in horror if this will happen in their lifetime, each praying that it will not... ... Everyone is also secretly planning what to do if the prophecy comes true.