Disappearance
After the birds vanished, the Garden remained enveloped in silence. Yet this silence was not oppressive; rather, it was filled with a refreshing sense of anticipation for a new beginning. The Librarian and the Historian stood there, gazing at the scene, as if speechless. I slowly wiped the lyre and took a quiet breath. My conversation with the shadow of the Atlantis civilization—no, with what should be called its final memory—had revealed many things. Their downfall was not caused by ambition or malice, but by a lack of understanding of the laws of the universe and an excessive obsession with that understanding.
“Mitam… I can’t believe it…” the historian finally spoke. His voice was a mixture of astonishment and deep emotion. “Atlantis… they… weren’t an evil empire…”
“It seems so,” I replied quietly. “They may have been pure… scientists… seeking the truth of the universe. However, that quest evolved into an uncontrollable power that ultimately destroyed them.”
The librarian slowly clenched his cane. “The Words of Creation… Could that be the key… the key to restoring harmony to the universe…”
I nodded. “The bird… its final memory said so. The Words of Creation… understand them correctly and use them…”
But what exactly were the Words of Creation? How should they be used? I still didn’t have the answers. In the “Infinite Book,” mathematical formulas were recorded as music. The lyre of Atlantis possessed the power to resonate with the energy of the universe. And within my body, an ancient artifact resided, granting me the ability to perceive the entire cosmos. These fragments of information intertwined in my mind, searching for a clue to unravel a new mystery.
“First… what should we do?” the historian asked. His words were tinged with both impatience and hope.
I slowly looked up at the sky. Despite the birds having vanished, the sky of Paradise was still filled with the glitter of stardust. Perhaps this was proof that the final memories of the Atlantis civilization—and the wisdom it left behind—had been passed down to me.
“...First... we must understand the Words of Creation... and... we must find a way to use them correctly,” I declared quietly. With those words, the curtain quietly rose on a new journey. Amid the silence of Paradise, my heart was filled with hope for the future and a resolve to face the unknown challenges ahead.
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