Freyja's figure started fading, her eyes focused on Asura, giving him a wink before she left. The booklet on the table looked old and rather worn.
"I wonder what she left..." Lorem looked over Asura's shoulder, curious, while Helliana snorted with a huff. "We should throw it away! Peh... good riddance."
Asura leaned down and lifted the book. On the cover was a picture of a male standing with both arms crossed.
'What a peculiar book... no title, just the word 'Supreme.' I can't help but wonder what it signifies.' Asura mused. He turned to the first page, only to be confronted by a series of intricate symbols, a language he somehow recognised as that of the deities.
How is this possible?' Asura's head throbbed, a dull ache forming as he attempted to decipher the enigmatic text.
