The next day, in Aiden's room, he sat cross-legged in the center, surrounded by several golden scrolls made of a transparent, ethereal substance. These scrolls flowed gracefully around him, each shimmering with a subtle, divine light. Aiden was deeply focused, using the Chronicle of Providence to search for any connection or destiny tied to the shards on Ivan. His gaze was sharp, scanning the mystical scrolls as they revealed hidden truths.
After a while, Aiden's eyes gleamed with understanding. He had found what he sought. With a decisive motion, he willed the Chronicle to close. The golden scrolls gradually faded, their ethereal glow vanishing into the air, leaving the room quiet and serene once more. Aiden opened his eyes, his expression calm and resolute, having uncovered the knowledge he needed
