Full Moon Light
The light of the full moon cuts through the mist and pours down upon my face. The monster's breathing grows weaker by the moment. The power emanating from the relic and my own immortal strength resonate together, moving as if a single living entity. It is not something I can control. Yet, obeying my will, it becomes a force overwhelming the monster. I launch my final attack. Holding the relic, I leap at the monster with every ounce of my strength. Sharp fangs graze my arm. I feel the pain, but it's fleeting. Light erupts from the relic, enveloping the monster. After a blinding flash, silence descends. The mist clears, and the dawn spreads across the horizon. The monster has vanished completely. All that remains is a vast shadow and a cloud of dust. I exhale deeply. It was a long battle. I take out the Infinite Book and begin to meticulously record the details of this fight, the monster's ecology, the power of the relic, and its resonance with my immortal body. With each stroke of the pen, the Infinite Book continues to add pages. As if it were trying to record everything in this world. From the ancient relic, I sense a faint warmth. It feels almost like gratitude. With the sunrise, I leave this place behind. Toward the next site of research, the next mystery to unravel. New discoveries, new encounters await me. My adventure, having endured two thousand years, is far from over.
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