Secret: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

# The fog of history unfolds again

I learned to write, from the memory of corpses in the glacier. This is the only skill I find useless at the moment.

Before that, I found the ruins of a settlement, which was an entire frozen lake right under my feet. ...It seems a bit small to say that this settlement is a large one. It has a lot of things that I can't understand. There are also many magical dwellings that seem to be made of rocks. This is the first time I have seen them that are not made of our own materials. house.

The existence of "writing" makes me ecstatic, and my intuition tells me that if I can fully master writing and be able to decipher the words left by the remains in the glacier, I may be able to get rid of the chaos and hallucinations that have lasted for decades.

"Writing", it turns out that language can be converted into "writing" and used to record events. I thought about it carefully. I have never seen similar symbols in residential areas and temples (only the unknown symbols that are required to be engraved on the body. The totem is said to be able to attract the attention of gods. I had cut off the entire part a long time ago) and I have never learned anything as a priest. Since I don't even know it, this is not monopolized knowledge, but something that meets my requirements and has been lost. The chief priest is God's chosen one. He can live for two cycles. He was born half before me and should be dead by now.

I try to remember when I first learned the language - but I really can't remember. Without the memory bank of groupthink, it was difficult for me to piece together a complete picture from my own memory. I think I can use it to write my own name, but I don't want to share it with others, not to mention that a name is just a number. The Latuos share the same mind, but they are never truly of the same mind. Afraid of pain, so those who sacrifice their limbs are prohibited from wailing due to pain. Afraid of death, so those who are still alive are expelled in advance. Afraid of madness, and also afraid of things that are unsociable, so they threw me out early.

"Our God rejects the cycle of life and death"

"That is why all things survive."

I saw this quote on...a weird thing. I don't know how to describe this thing. It has words written on it, but it doesn't look like a stone or a leaf, but something lighter and thinner. Many of these were neatly folded and fastened together into a thick dozen, cradled in the arms of the corpse of a young Tyr.

She was inside the ice, dozens of meters away from me. Her eyes were tightly closed, and there was light brown fur on her cheeks that belongs to a cub. She was floating in the ice. It was conceivable that a large amount of water must have rushed into this depression, but it quickly froze, allowing her to stay here.

I thought that such text was Latour's work, but it turned out not to be so? It turns out that before this glacier was formed, we shared a kind of writing?

Does the fact that cubs are able to carry words prove that they know how to write and how to interpret it from an early age? Have you gone through systematic study?

But what makes me even more curious is the content of these two sentences.

I remember the teachings saying that a long time ago, floods and cold nearly destroyed the world. Seeing the collapse of the world, the god shed tears and used his divine power to disperse the floods. He protected all living beings during the hundreds of years of cold winter and carved out the last safe place so that the survivors of the two races could find peace. Hundreds of years passed before spring finally came again.

What does it mean to “reject the cycle of life and death”?

I feel hungry. Real hunger, my intuition tells me that this child's body carries the "memory" I need, and the thing with the text alone is valuable enough, but it is sealed in the ice, and it is almost impossible for me to completely Get it.

I want to get this history, I want to eat her corpse. I want to learn more skills and know what our "god" is. As long as I get the memory of this child when he was alive, I will definitely be able to decipher the meaning of this sentence, and even successfully get rid of those messy hallucinations.

I started chipping away at the ice.

Once, twice, countless times.

TBC