"Dawn Oath."
Witnessed by the Condenser of the Contract School, bound by the Devil's Power of Contract, shackling all those who leave their names here.
"This thing has always been guarded by the Elders, unless necessary, very few people delve into this past history."
Fuen gently stroked the book's cover, shrouded in some unknown black substance, traced with patterns in gold, with a latch at its center, chains extending to firmly seal the book.
After a crisp sound, a sharp spike sprang from the latch, and Fuen pressed his fingertip upon it, fresh blood slowly flowing, seeping into the lock core.
In the silence, Bologue could clearly hear the sound of sucking coming from within the latch, as if it were some living creature, hungrily licking Fuen's blood.
The blood satisfied the seal, the latch sprang open, and the chains broke apart, liberating the book; it flipped pages autonomously, requiring no external force.
