Cooperation
Several months passed. With the librarian's cooperation, our research into the ancient magical civilization was steadily progressing. We were deciphering the ancient script recorded in the forbidden book and beginning to unravel the principles of ancient magic. In the process, we made an unexpected discovery. The forbidden book recorded the cause of the ancient magical civilization's downfall. It was a catastrophe brought about by the uncontrollable nature of magic. Their advanced technology had ultimately destroyed them. When I finished reading that account, a chill ran down my spine. We must not repeat the ancients' mistake. With the librarian's assistance, we were also conducting parallel research on safely utilizing the ancient magical civilization's technology. We were succeeding in developing methods to control the energy source of ancient magic and devices to safely harness its power. However, it was by no means an easy path. We experienced repeated failures and dangerous magical runaways. My regenerative abilities, inherited from the Hourai lineage, pulled me back from the brink of death many times. Yet each time, I was acutely reminded of the terrifying nature of this power and the immense difficulty of controlling it. One night, after finishing work in the lab, I gazed at the full moon through the window. Over two thousand years, I had accumulated vast knowledge and traveled the world. Through countless encounters, partings, and diverse experiences, I had learned much. Yet, this research into the ancient magical civilization was a challenge that surpassed all of them. The results of this research held the potential to save the world, or to destroy it. The weight of that responsibility sometimes threatened to crush me. Still, I would not stop. I must put this knowledge to use for the future. It was both a culmination of my two-thousand-year quest and a new starting point.
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