The Key
I carefully inserted the finished key into the wooden box. It fit perfectly. The precision of ancient craftsmanship took my breath away. Slowly turning the key, a small click echoed through the room. The box opened. Inside lay a single small crystal sphere. It emitted a mysterious light and radiated a gentle energy that seemed to calm the heart of anyone who looked upon it.
“This... what is it...” The Guildmaster picked up the crystal sphere and stared at it intently. “I sense... some kind of special power...”
I opened the Book of Infinity and began searching again for descriptions of the Atlantis civilization. Then, I discovered a description of this crystal sphere. It was a magical artifact, passed down through generations of the Sage Clan, containing fragments of souls. Within this crystal sphere, fragments of the souls of the Sage Clan's ancestors, and possibly the Sage himself, might be dormant.
“Fragments of the Sage's soul...?” The Guildmaster carefully returned the crystal sphere to its box. “You mean we should use this to perform the ritual...?”
I nodded. “The scroll should detail a method to awaken the Sage's bloodline using this crystal sphere in a ritual. However, this method is extremely dangerous. Failure could cost us our very souls.”
The Guildmaster spoke with grave expression. “...We must attempt it, fully aware of the danger. Activating the time transfer device is a matter that will decide this world's fate. We must believe the key lies hidden within this crystal sphere.”
I closed the Infinite Book and looked at the Guildmaster. "...You're right. We have overcome many hardships thus far. A danger of this magnitude cannot stop us. Now, let us begin the ritual."
I began preparing for the ritual, carefully checking each step outlined in the scroll. The Guildmaster supported me, gathering the necessary items. And finally, the time for the ritual arrived. Silence enveloped the entire shrine. I took a deep breath and picked up the crystal sphere. Then, I began chanting the incantation written in the scroll. The words of the spell were written in an ancient language, and I was the only one who fully understood their meaning.
As I chanted the spell, a stronger light began to emanate from the crystal sphere. I could feel the entire shrine being enveloped in sacred energy. The air trembled, as if something was flowing into this space.
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