"The Mundanian Myth by Franklin C. Greenson," I started to read out loud.
"Avevia was a historical city. Not only had it retained several historical buildings, but also the grandiose Mundanian Church, which stood and governed the land. There was no one who knew who built that mysterious church; however, there was a certain myth that instilled in the older generations in Avevia. The myth of the one-legged divorcee."
"It is said the divorcee built the church in order to have revenge on her husband, with the help of the Mundanian Gods. Apparently, not only did the poor woman's husband injured, or ultimately, broke her leg apart, but he also carved the widow's heart deeply with wounds and bruises. Leaving home after making the woman cough out all of her inheritance, all left in the house was a newborn baby and the poor woman, who had to walk with a crane."
"The woman was pious to the Gods to an extent, of which nobody could achieve. She lived as poorly as she could, prayed seven times a day, and even donated her own blood. Her vengefulness towards her husband had already developed into a monstrosity. Unheedingly, mysterious chimes would come out of the bell-less church every month, and there has been peculiar disappearance of certain citizens."
"Even more peculiarly, that woman could walk normally obliviously, one day. Some said she had got herself a prosthetic leg, yet mysterious blood stains would drip from her long-skirt time to time as she walked. 'A misplace in prosthetics,' one would said, 'that worsened the woman's wound.' The monthly vanishing of people did not falter, however. The woman's unknown obsession continued, and the awe of the people sustained."
The rest of the book could not be read. However, there was a short note on the back cover of the book.
"I could not do much in my lifetime; all I hoped was a successor that could continue my research work. Yet, I did not have much time. I could sense an energy coming towards me, inevitably. Consequentially, this book could not be published. If some day, I long, a person out of curiosity would find this book, I wish the tragedies of Avevia would discontinue and the truth of my wife's disappearance would be unveiled."
The last line wrote "F. C., 1437". I counted with my fingers. That was nearly 300 years ago. How did this book survive throughout these years? Who was the one-legged divorcee? What was with the Mundanian Gods? I asudden had numerous questions that popped out in my mind. I read the Latin on the first page again. Very well. I shall be the successor who would unmask this mystery.