Civilization's Technology
The light illuminating the study gradually faded away. I felt a strange warmth emanating from the ancient book. I took a slow, deep breath, trying to regain my composure. Gazing at the deciphered ancient text, I recognized anew the gravity of its contents. The technology of the ancient magical civilization far exceeded imagination, and wielding that power would profoundly alter the world. Yet, I also understood that this power carried inherent danger. At that moment, I suddenly thought about my immortal body and the blood of the Hourai people. The ancient text also mentioned the Hourai people's high regenerative ability. It was a regeneration of life force itself, transcending mere physical recovery. I lightly cut my skin with my fingertip. A small wound appeared, but it immediately closed, vanishing without a trace. This regenerative ability was truly astonishing. This regenerative power would be a tremendous aid in researching and utilizing the ancient magical techniques described in the ancient texts. Yet, simultaneously, this very ability could also expose me to danger. What if I lost control over the power of these techniques? I picked up the ancient text resting on the desk once more. Its weight was not merely that of a book. It held the weight of the potential to change the future, and at the same time, the potential to place myself in peril. I must carefully consider how to handle the knowledge within this ancient text. For two thousand years, I have pursued knowledge. And now, at the end of that pursuit, I have gained power far beyond imagination, along with the immense responsibility that comes with it. Will I use this power to improve the world, or to destroy it? That choice rests solely with me. In the silent study, I was searching for the path to the future.
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