Eight hundred more years passed by and during this time while the youngest heirs were busy on their journeys…
The oldest heirs had been wandering around Pantheos as well along with Isis.
In the Universe of Archives, a vast cosmos dedicated to knowledge, memory, and the preservation of history, four figures moved through a library like residence, with endless shelves of floating tomes and glowing orbs.
Xeros walked at the front, his presence steady and commanding.
Beside him was Ellyn, her black hair catching the soft light of the archives.
Aurora walked beside Ellyn as she entangled her arm.
Isis walked on the other side, her four black horns gleaming, tail swaying lazily behind her.
They were heading toward one of the most renowned locations in this universe — the House of Life, the strongest budding Pantheon in the universe.
As they traveled through the grand, endless corridors lined with living books and whispering records, the conversation flowed easily between them.
