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Gems

The materials required for the ritual, as recorded on the parchment, were surprisingly commonplace. They consisted of special plants and flowers that grew wild around the World Tree, and the pure water that sprang from its roots. The only other necessities were the wood needed to craft what the historian called a “resonating instrument,” and the tools to work it.




Fortunately, the Garden was rich in resources. We found the necessary plants right away, and the pure water was easily obtained. The problem was making the instrument. The instrument depicted on the parchment, unlike the lyres of the Atlantis civilization, was simple yet exquisitely crafted, and we surmised that it required a specific type of wood.




“This wood… I wonder where on earth it could be…” the historian murmured. I carefully scanned the area around the World Tree. Then, a short distance away, I spotted a tree that stood out from the others, radiating a unique glow. Its bark was smooth, like a polished gem.




“…That one… Could that be it…?” I pointed at the tree. Both the librarian and the historian turned their gaze to the tree and gasped. From it, I could faintly sense an energy similar to that of the World Tree.




“...Indeed... from this tree... I can sense... an energy... that resonates... with the World Tree...” The librarian nodded slowly. “...If we make an instrument from this wood... I’m sure... it will work...”




The wood was extremely hard and difficult to work with. However, utilizing the technology of the Atlantis civilization and my own power of immortality, I carefully crafted the instrument. A few days later, the instrument was finally complete. It was a simple yet beautiful instrument, distinct from the lyres of the Atlantis civilization. The beauty of the wood itself stood out, and natural patterns were carved into its surface.




Taking the finished instrument in my hands, I began to listen to the melody emanating from the World Tree. The melody was complex, profound, and powerful. It was a part of the Creator’s song—a grand symphony narrating the beginning and end of the universe.




The time had finally come to perform the ritual.


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